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Lauren Lee’s poem discusses the perils of inevitable environmental damage that erodes the victim, the earth, post-extinction of humans, the abusers.
Lauren Lee’s poem discusses the perils of inevitable environmental damage that erodes the victim, the earth, post-extinction of humans, the abusers.
stereotypically, time really does slip by like miniscule granules of sand through my fingers; regardless of how vigorously...
black crystals and soft star-studded wings rise on finely twisted twine its shadow hovers, twitching In tune with...
Rain. Skylight quavers between the shimmery notes. And blots and bolts. Wisps of cotton strengthen their sticky webs...
His glass-shard screams punctured the pulsing fleshy organ creaking left to right from a rope of bloody handkerchiefs ...
my grandmother lived in a quiet old house hidden on an infinite road of wooded green sleepy mist...
Young palm fronds peer over the fairy-glass waves of the turtle tarn Parallel golden strips lower themselves into...
light rye flickering in the party’s fairy lights padded feet fumble on the wooden porch planks stars shine...
Social media is a drug. it keeps you up at night leaving you yearning for more- craving more....
here, and dye all o’er the cities blue – Past the fading sky hues . a dark shadow...
* Kit Tyler is the protagonist of the book, The Witch of Blackbird Pond, written by Elizabeth George...
i’d love to think that the words will become black water and flow out of my mind into ...
Afropunk Creative power punches through in blues funk rock disco ‘n’ hip-hop Passion bleeds through the lyrics Jazz...