In these digital landscapes we trickle and tickle with words etched in glowing cursor Sounds meet and merge in bound affinity spaces, one would hope packed always with friends Gathered around a literary cause, assembled by love of writ and lit, always submerged in the latest story Always drafting the next verse.
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The Taxi When I go away from youThe world beats deadLike a slackened drum.I call out for you against the jutted starsAnd shout into the ridges of the wind.Streets coming fast,One after the other,Wedge you away from me,And the lamps of the city prick my eyesSo that I can no longer see your face.Why should…
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She is the screamer who I imagine standing at the open mouth of a bridge, figure trying to leave the rest of the world and all she knows behind her, the sign post of familiarity dimming in the distance I imagine the smell of family life and common voices fading quickly She is the elongated…
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