the germans wore gray,
you wore blue. best line in all
of cinema, fin~
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the wind at my back
cerulean desires in
the gray of winter
By CJ Miller4 months ago in Poets
When R.C. Taylor reached out to me to offer to send me a copy of her brand new chapbook to read and review, I was so excited! (Also a bit nervous, to be honest, since book reviews are not something I have previously published on Vocal haha)
By Donna Renee3 days ago in Poets
You never knew me,
and you never will.
You never saw me,
never, not until
it was past too late,
no longer fresh kill,
By Sara Wynn10 minutes ago in Poets
The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own. The pure white, cloudy, gossamer outline appeared to be a human. Was it a ghost? Was it a spirit?
By Babs Iverson3 days ago in Horror