Archive: Poetry
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Mar 20, 2011
1 CommentIf you forget me
I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that...
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Oct 15, 2010
No CommentsLet me not speak by Kooky Tuason
let me not speak, tonight for i will crush your bones with the sea of tears flooding my heart let me not speak, tonight for i just broke my wings and i have fallen for a limited human...
