Paul AcciaroinPoets UnlimitedCity-zenCities They’re full of people Just like our headsNov 3, 20171Nov 3, 20171
Paul AcciaroinPoets UnlimitedFallingDoes your heart feel Like it’s about to Fall off?May 19, 2017May 19, 2017
Paul AcciaroinPoets UnlimitedThe StormThere is a storm Coming Not where I live But on the other side Of the Sea.May 2, 2017May 2, 2017
Paul AcciaroinPoets UnlimitedFractalledI want to live different The way flowers do The way sand becomes glass The way water evaporatesApr 11, 2017Apr 11, 2017
Paul AcciaroinPoets UnlimitedNineteen thirty-eightA loud angry man shouts To a loud angry crowd While the others in fear Are afraid to go outFeb 10, 20171Feb 10, 20171
Paul AcciaroinPoets UnlimitedThe Birds have fled the CrossThe birds have fled the cross There is no waiting now The air is stitched with loss Under its troubled browFeb 5, 20171Feb 5, 20171
Paul AcciaroMa CroniqueJ’étais donc en congé sympathique, ou en vacances désagréables puisque je me trouvais en prison, dans un pays D’Orian, donc pas de mon…Jan 14, 2017Jan 14, 2017
Paul AcciaroLe Vieux et la MèreUn titre choc mais qui ne tombe pas à pic, car notre histoire commence avec un plouf. Non, ce n’est pas un homme qui rentre dans un café…Jan 14, 2017Jan 14, 2017