Speak stability,
As our path comes to and end.
Always, you remain.
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The Third Salvation
Arn’s legs began to buckle as he angled down the shallow embankment towards his newly desired prize. The river, flowing with purpose as it formed white peaks amongst the unending current, snaked across the belly of the valley, zagging past mighty maples that clung to natural dirt walls that guided crystal clear snow melt towards the distant sea.
By Matthew Agnew2 years ago in Fiction
Poems published by the Renard Press.
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By Alyson Smith 3 days ago in Poets
The Longest Minute
A minute. Sixty seconds to say goodbye. That’s all the time that I had left with him as the needle slid into his leg. I stared into his drooping eyes, looked at the blood-tainted saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth. They said that this was the best thing that we could do for him, a last kind act for a best friend…but if that were the case, then why did my heart feel so heavy?
By Stephanie Hoogstad7 days ago in Fiction
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I love this poem