Word Churner
“One kind word can warm three winter months.” ~ A Japanese proverb Talking machine churns And skips to the previous groove; Rhetoric is broken Churns the machin...
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Waiting for Luna
Winter night dark and brutalSkywatcher tremblesfor first love is hard.What lunatic waits to be jiltedby a girl he never laid eyes on? For Poets United
The Family Heirloom
“Why words, when they’re so slippery?” Whisperings find me standing At the bridge — Squinting through light and darkness To see what’s left to hold as tra...