C. Johnson
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Inferno On Our MidwayA Poem by C. JohnsonThe abandoned theme park of yesteryear would seem a perfectly |
Scorpio + GeminiA Poem by C. JohnsonChase him among the hilltops, you'll still never catch the wind |
Caroline\'s PassageA Poem by C. JohnsonWould you stumble through the wintery night to pass on so delicate a tender? |
Steam Into That AbyssA Poem by C. JohnsonBeware when breaking from traditions past, it might not be what you expected |
Seaworthy StretchesA Story by C. JohnsonRumble along Gatsby, that's what Daisy would do. But then again, you're no brainchild of Fitzgerald... |