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Poem for the Young White Man Who Asked Me How I, an Intelligent, Well-Read Person, Could Believe in a War Between Races by Lorna Dee Cervantes
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A *Twist* of *Scenes*🐛🐛🦋🦋 Its Time to wake🌻 Open your eyes dear one All I long for your sake is To see the gleam glow like the sun...✨
Stephanie Says by Lou Reed Stephanie says That she wants to know Why she’s given half her life To people she hates now.
Many Loves by Allen Ginsberg Resolved to sing no songs henceforth but those of manly attachment –Walt Whitman
*The Lone Turns to Alpha...* 🤔😶🙂🐕🌚👥🚶🏽💡🔅 A pack is all he needs A pack of goodies for Olivers Stomach and Red' s Grannie😀
I’m Explaining a Few Things by Pablo Neruda You will ask: But where are the lilacs? And the metaphysics covered with poppies?
My Ancestral Home by Louis Jenkins | Friday, July 28, 2017 | The Writer's Almanac with Garrison Keillor We came to a beautiful little farm. From photos
I Do by Sjohnna McCray Driving the highway from Atlanta to Phoenix means swapping one type of heat for another. A bead of sweat rolls over my chest,
After Our Daughter’s Wedding by Ellen Bass | Sunday, July 30, 2017 | The Writer's Almanac with Garrison Keillor While the remnants of cake
Twelve-hour shift by Jill McDonough A drone pilot works a twelve-hour shift, then goes home to real life. Showers, eats supper, plays video games.
In the wide sea of life.. We all trying to survive.. Sometimes we sink .. and sometimes our heart sink.. Sometimes the water gets cold.. and sometimes we get cold..
Walking the Dog on the Night before He Is to Be Fixed by John Stone | Saturday, August 05, 2017 | The Writer's Almanac with Garrison Keillor
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