redd Brick Keshner
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over-shoulder weatherA Poem by redd Brick Keshner |
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just a single wordA Poem by redd Brick KeshnerAlong a restless shoreline, the air thickens with echoes. Once, a single word could shift the tide and now, its power is guarded at the edges. |
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an ill-fitting haloA Poem by redd Brick Keshner |
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rose cyle ( haiku set )A Poem by redd Brick Keshner |
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passing with the flowA Poem by redd Brick Keshner |
gated foldsA Poem by redd Brick Keshner |
