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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power the fury and passion, elegance and sweetness and desperation in a human melody. a blue feeling in a dim, smoked room, a serenade to the lost ones mindless in pursuit of tones chords harmony. reaching and wandering and grasping ...
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    Cold wind slashed at their cheeks, stuffing their ears and noses with frost and cramping hands and toes with freeze. “Garth, can we please get a move on?” Jenna pleaded with her son, clutching grocery bags in bare, dry hands. Her dark hair was pulled into a loose practical bun, her eyes were ...
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    The power lines connected to telephone poles dangled sharply dark and loose in the pink sky. The boy and the girl held hands, and her black flip-flops slapped the wet pavement quietly with each step. He wanted to tell her that the sky looked like cotton candy, or roses, or the finger nail polish ...
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    The terrible stain of it reached to their elbows, yet they kept working. The stain of other men’s blood, and the satin feel of it climbed into their hearts. They knew they needed to work, but it felt like a certain wrongness was there too with them, a certain wrongness that pervaded the emptine...
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    He couldn't hear a thing. The shells and mines and gunshots exploding all around in the smokey gray air were deafening. His sight was growing foggy, his ears were ringing, and it was getting more difficult to breathe with each second. Soon, it would be morning in Oakland, California. The air woul...
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    It was early morning. The sun was gold and silver and brightly blue in the turpentine stained air. She ran her fingers over the canvas, feeling its roughness. She could close her eyes and see the outlines and shapes and colors, and then when she opened her eyes it imprinted itself on the whitenes...

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