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There Were No Bite MarksA Story by ErithVert“But the water...It is purple....” |
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Even With Success, I have Not Forgotten.A Poem by ErithVertDuring an interview about her marvelously successful career as an architect, Belle DeTriev was asked about her abusive father... |
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Inside Raspberry ForestA Poem by ErithVertA children's poem (that doesn't rhyme :) |
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Trip of SolitudeA Story by ErithVert |
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The WaitingA Story by ErithVert |
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About Betty and the NeighborA Story by ErithVertWe are all disconnected from out neighbors |
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Clean, White, SheetsA Story by ErithVertSometimes when we get to know someone we meet a part of ourselves. |
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Everyone Was Swaying Like TreesA Poem by ErithVert |
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Our SeparationA Poem by ErithVert |
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