Alfred Kukitz
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Does It Have to make SenseA Poem by Alfred KukitzWhy not play in the word field? |
The Old SoundsA Poem by Alfred Kukitz |
Walking Toward Your DustA Poem by Alfred KukitzIt's the last walk in your life. |
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Standing HeadA Poem by Alfred KukitzA peek at my barrenness. |
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Species YouthA Poem by Alfred KukitzDare to be the kid again. |
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The Dream of Wishful ThinkingA Poem by Alfred KukitzFacing the unpleasant can sometimes lead to escape. |
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Boston SympathiesA Poem by Alfred KukitzMurder at the Marathon |
Somewhere in TimeA Poem by Alfred KukitzWhere the hell did this come from? |
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An Echo of ForgivenessA Poem by Alfred KukitzMy father's dying and asking for forgiveness. |
Finding OriginA Poem by Alfred KukitzCan we swim to the waters of our infancy? |
