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Ruby Red Sunset

Ruby Red Sunset

A Poem
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Scott Zosel

Burying Greatness in Montparnasse

In bohemian necropolis, resting / The pride of a nation / Six fist-fulls of soil below / A city of the dead still in love
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Viola Weng
Two failed arsonists

Two failed arsonists

A poem
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Asterion
The Pain Of Not Forgetting Your First Love

The Pain Of Not Forgetting Your First Love

A short story
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JAD
Nobody’s Child

Nobody’s Child

A Poem of belonging
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Words by Egypt 𓇢𓆸
Funeral and Stones

Funeral and Stones

Life keeps pissing on my rug
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Suzanne Cohen
After the Rain

After the Rain

A kind of letting go
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Michael M. Brownstein
The season of the witch

The season of the witch

“An old alchemist gave the following consolation to one of his disciples: “No matter how isolated you are and how lonely you feel, if you…
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John E Marks
Too Much or Too Little

Too Much or Too Little

How much is enough?
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Mark Tulin
Unwanted Friend

Unwanted Friend

You won’t want me hanging around
Go to the profile of Mark Minassian (The Renegade Poet)
Mark Minassian (The Renegade Poet)
We the Wall

We the Wall

Poem
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Paul Stewart
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