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iceberg breaking down crackling turquoise slaps the sea tears silently stream
By Kelly A Curranabout a year ago in Poets
This is the story of Johnny and me Told as a saga in parts one, two, and three Part one begins with little expectation
By Kelly A Curran2 years ago in Poets
Johnny and I are cruising on a yacht We look like we belong but we do not We’ve been chasing treasure since we first met The thrill keeps us going and we haven’t lost yet
By Kelly A Curran3 years ago in Poets
Today is a beautiful day just for me I head to the beach to watch the sea The waves, birds and people all easily mix This is my go to option for a serenity fix
Johnny and I use our winnings to get away. We’ve been hiding since that crazy day. We helped the Feds crack a smuggling case.
Riding in an Uber and looking in a nook. Much to my surprise I see a little black book. The driver tells me to take it because it must be trash.