Tag: dream
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Cast this air into the night…by G. Mramor
Cast this air into the night. Author these words for the wind. Dream the dying dream. Fore there is no war made with wind. There is only this. Red knuckles biting with hoar. Thumbs dicking raw scabs. Pink hands peeling from the web. Fore the rose light soars this dreamflight. But no war…
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A Certain Death. Little, But Seemingly Big. – By L. Breen
“Help me,” she said. They were not even sixty seconds out from fucking. He swore he could still feel her hipbones underneath him, undulating with him, still feel her legs pinning his to the mattress, silky, two silky shackles. She must have just shaved, like she knew she was going to meet him tonight, a…
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Secretum de Somno – Poem by J.Gawrych
lost checking empty pockets, overturning carpets wondering where the world keeps all the jewels and why i don’t have any. weeks as a truant checking mirrors for answers praying on mornings to change the nights. & found visions in sleep of crystals unknowingly possessed opening palms to discover shining treasures round stones of forest green…
