We Shall Remain by John Swofford
i don’t know you, friend can we be friends? are we alone, now, after all this time, and...
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i don’t know you, friend can we be friends? are we alone, now, after all this time, and...
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We often remember the Titanic’s heroes and victims, but forget the ship that answered its call....
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In my mind, i am twelve years old, besides my beautiful, giggling mother, molding glutinous rice...
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The path to you is rugged and long, not easy, with few visitors along. By your...
Read Moreby admin | May 24, 2025 | Hand Picked, Poetry | 0
Today, the pages and the books are speaking, and the words they dance! each letter...
Read MoreIt’s all the same, and yet, somehow, nothing’s the same. On a balmy September evening, Janet cowers in the shadows cast by a parked BMW in Thornhill Crescent. Her white Nikes scrunch the orange and brown leaves...
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“I have been here before, but I do not remember why.” The river stretches before me,...
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The crisp water rides its way up the smooth sand and then retreats, leaving a unique foam I...
Read Moreby admin | Apr 29, 2025 | Blog, Hand Picked | 0
Does anyone care for Romance any more? Laila and Majnu, Sohni and Mahiwal, Romeo and Juliet? Film...
Read Moreby admin | Apr 17, 2025 | Hand Picked, Poetry | 0
ventnor city, new jersey in the long stripe of setting sun, at the hour...
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