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Losing My Son — Kristy Evans	A nightmare that I can’t wake from. Grief is ugly, earth-shattering, and heartbreaking. It is a tear-stained face. Grief is eyes full of tears and...	355 views Rate it
TIME — Michael Matalon	We move through time in perfect sync At the speed of light in a timeless...	263 views Rate it
Says the Snowflake of the Snow: “I and My Father Are One!” — Karl Constantine FOLKES	Each earthly being is like a snowflake, unique and entire unto itself… now intertwining… now commingling in conformation to create… a...	540 views Rate it
The Thought of Fixity and Movement — Karl Constantine FOLKES	Transfix yourselves on the thought of fixity and movement. I hope you’re moved by...	135 views Rate it
What if i die? — Ruchi Agarwal	What If I...	126 views Rate it
Ionesco's Audience — Jeffrey Rollins	Ionesco's audience Is what I want. That tiny enclave of 4 or 5 Meeting above that Paris bar In the days and nights after the war. Trying to make...	91 views Rate it
I am not immune — Valerie Elkin	Suffering is upon me The corridors of time stretch vast I resonate with an ancestral echo A quicksilver strain Poisonous, un-transmuted, sickly...	82 views Rate it
Cry of the Heart — Megan Lindberg	Time flows Into Eternity And the Earth cries At what is laid upon it ...	57 views Rate it
Second chance — Dixie Ensminger	What do you see when you look into my eyes, is it the shadow of depth or the darkness of Lies? When you see me walking your way, do you smile and wave,...	27 views Rate it
Sunset — Nukhba Arif	Sunsets are beautiful Yet tragic They remind me of endings How a splendid sun has to go down No matter how brightly it rose up And shined whole day ...	22 views Rate it
Darkness — Nora Elrayes	Beneath the moonlit sky, where shadows reside, A tale of darkness, where ravens confide. Echoes of sadness, whispered by the night, In a realm of...	11 views Rate it
Bottled Water Sleep — Scott E Smith	Bottled water sleep, emptied, standing flies drink without contempt. Neon lights glow, creeping towards me through the shutters, across the ceiling ...	10 views Rate it
Orgasm — Terence Cummings-Smith	Orgasm (adults only) God created the machinery of love, It was created for you and me, on that, we can but agree. We...	9 views Rate it
Warning — Jenny Joseph (Jennifer Ruth Joseph)	When I am an old woman I shall wear purple With a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me, And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer...	2,313 views Rate it
We Must Face History — Karl Constantine FOLKES	Facing history of those defaced in history. Those ghettoed by racial segregation, wearing badges of dishonor imposed upon them. Those...	635 views Rate it
A Parody on Sara Henderson Hay’s “Story Hour” — Karl Constantine FOLKES	Mama, I remember: The Dragon, The Bad Fairy. The Princess and The Sleeper. (And The Sleepwaker too) … And the death of Humpty Dumpty. As he sat upon...	447 views Rate it
Self-Reference — Karl Constantine FOLKES	Transfigured , transmogrified, transliterated. The Word — As “Self-Reference” … As referent for Self… Disguised as I/Me Masking its hidden Self … ...	390 views Rate it
Proverbs in Jamaican Creole (JMC) — Karl Constantine FOLKES	JMC Proverb: “Ben di trih wen it yong, kaaz wen it uol it a goh brok.” English Translation: “Bend a tree while it is young, because when it is old,...	379 views Rate it
The Substrate of Subjective Human Consciousness — Karl Constantine FOLKES	A Poetic Claim: It is proposed that the entire cosmos as phenomena is suffused with galactic ‘awareness’ or consciousness; emerging initially as ‘Big...	374 views Rate it
The old farmhouse. — A J C	The old farmhouse. As I walk for miles, the scent of the beach comes near. Then the fields of wheat appear, and as I cross, I can see a farm in the...	363 views Rate it
Fate — Namrata Bhattacharya	Blinking in thought so deep, Not letting my heart to weep. Thought of fate it is, Finding my love in...	306 views Rate it
CHARACTERS INSIDE OF A STORY — mad hippie poet	Everyone is some sort of a character in someone else's story for how long they stay remains on how long the words are that they need to say and the lesson...	276 views Rate it
All I Need To Know — A J Caron	All I Need To Know I may have depression, anxiety, and fears. I love and help people in their time of need, and that's who I want to be. I...	272 views Rate it
Sometime life is a battlefield. — A J C	Sometimes life is a battlefield. So many nights I sit by the phone, waiting for someone to call. All my dreams I kept inside alone in the dark; I did...	249 views Rate it
The wedding on the hill — A J C	The wedding is on the hill. The bridegroom doors are open wide, and I'm the next of kin. I met the guests. The feast is set, and the wedding guests...	211 views Rate it