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this is poetry, too…

I understand. You want poetry, the traditional kind, hot blooded and full-bodied, rich and ripe for the drinking. But the … Continue reading this is poetry, too…

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treasure

if i picked you a pocket full of beach glass and put it in your hands would you know what … Continue reading treasure

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the song remains the same

it’s not that you cross my mind from time to time it’s more that you’ve never really left but your … Continue reading the song remains the same

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…in another life

in another life we argue about the shopping list and your lips are always close to my lips Continue reading …in another life

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i want to paint you

If you would just hold still I could make it all so beautiful Continue reading i want to paint you

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she is the poem

she is pure poetry to read her lines and curves every one is like a perfectly placed word Continue reading she is the poem

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…she’s my whiskey

I could still smell you on my fingers as I raised the glass forest moss, oyster shell hot smoke my … Continue reading …she’s my whiskey

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missing Sunday brunch

She invited him for dessert. He had her for breakfast. She forgot her own name. The neighbors knew this. They … Continue reading missing Sunday brunch

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this one is for you

To the girl who has read a few too many strange books and poems who remembers her dreams sometimes writes … Continue reading this one is for you

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song of summer

I remember that night I remember that song I remember We were both soaked to the skin Before that flash … Continue reading song of summer

	Finn on something wilder
	Aliina VanKersen on wolf’s heart
	Aliina VanKersen on star witness
	Aliina VanKersen on the truth is out there…
	Spiritwolf on struggle

	Finn on something wilder
	Aliina VanKersen on wolf’s heart
	Aliina VanKersen on star witness
	Aliina VanKersen on the truth is out there…
	Spiritwolf on struggle