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The Bus Ride Home

The Bus Ride Home

Is full of observers and whisperers
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Arundhati
Tattoo

Tattoo

Wearing his heart on my sleeve
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Rebecca N. Herz
wrong

wrong

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Yellow Roses
Regression

Regression

Poetry.
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Destiny S. Harris
Beautifully Human

Beautifully Human

A reflection on the spirit
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Rebecca N. Herz
Yielding Under-Pressure

Yielding Under-Pressure

Poetry
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D. Blake Champion
Those Blurred Lights, Those Hypnotic Sounds,

Those Blurred Lights, Those Hypnotic Sounds,

It was in the air; It was in the Sky.
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Nicole Maharaj
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