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Sorry For Those Golden AfternoonsA Poem by Noill written and vague; i've got a way with words that have no way with me. |
Skeleton KeyA Poem by No |
Tales of Ecstasy and Asphyxiation by the Greenhous..A Poem by Nosmoke, such a beautiful and violent word. |
The First ProverbA Poem by Nojourney into adolescence, and emergence out, with the development of self-identity and maturity. |
48oz Twice a DayA Poem by Noand i promise they'll build monuments for us. |
Cement GaloshesA Story by Nogod gave me two hands, but i've misused them, carving maps in my skin and tying my stomach into knots. it's heavy work, but i sleep well at nigh.. |
The Cosmos vs. DemocracyA Poem by No |
Tomatoes and Radio WiresA Poem by No |
Bring In The TideA Poem by Nowords just won't form in my mouth these days, they're born and then drowned in my stomach acid before they've got a chance to tell their story. plea.. |