Category: Poetry
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True, I Liked the Romance of You.
I was afraid I’d have to come to the surface and breathe and be clean and tell the truth, that I liked the romance of you, your soft heart with all its quiet fervor that I could hold and massage in my small hands and touch my fingertips together, the thumb and the middle, feeling…
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In-Flight Programming.
I just wanted to mourn in peace, in private, but it was difficult to do with a window seat. I could disturb my neighbor only so often, hide in the bathroom for so long. I tried to keep myself occupied, take my mind off of things for a while. I’d gaze out beyond the aircraft…
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2 Poems by Samantha Seto
Darkened Moon Amidst the whispers of the night, all alone, the mournful moon wept upon the deepened world of dreams. The woodland tears quivered with circles of colorful leaves, dances of indigo nocturne imprint into dirt. In wheat fields of golden grain, when summer days grew longer, we used to play along the brook as…
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From the hall of government…by G. Mramor
From now on the land is burnt
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The Black Man.
Brittney Bullock is a Boston University graduate with a Bachelor of Arts in Philosophy. Primary interests include politics, prose and poetry. http://politicalpoppies.wordpress.com How dare he try to be more than he was.More than a Jim Crow Law, a gutter word walking in the street,more than a color or an ignorant language,more than a sex drive,…



