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  expectation

  By Ethan V., Winchester, VA

  expectation is the soil in which floats and which contains the stagnant fruit of problem. it is a torch to the most noncandescent of relationships setting ablaze with “typical” “of course” and burns holes in the wings of possibility it makes for a poor travel compani...
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  Five Minutes on E. Baltimore St.

  By Ethan V., Winchester, VA

  He wore his decomposing rags, plastic-bag socks, hole-bearing boots, His thickly matted tree bark of a beard, sunburnt leather of skin, and all the dirt between it, stagnant fetor His three crushed menthols, His stolen watch, His fathomless, resonant eyes, With pride....
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  Between my sides

  By Ethan V., Winchester, VA

  Where is my mind? is it trudging through the waist-high debris pointless learning lost but “getting A's” legs unable to flee, anchored by this senseless knowledge or, it is gliding over seas of surrealism contently suspended between colorful coasts and as unreachable skyline ...