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Author: PKey
Working writer based out of Houston.
Michal By Dan MacIsaac
Michal I was dangled as a snare for David. But I did not care: my whole heart raced. His voice was wind over water over
Three Poems By Gale Acuff
Even though I’m only ten years old I don’t have much time remaining to me in the sense that I could die at just
WHEN MY FATHER DIED By Jeremy Gadd
WHEN MY FATHER DIED When my father died, my mother, in her grief, chose to believe he had become a certain, blinking, star; a sentinel eye
Two Poems By Douglas K Currier
To a younger woman When you think of your life: the work, the debt, and ponder at the worth of waking still, then sleep
Two Poems By Carol Hamilton
A Kyrielle for the Nursery So tender your smooth flesh at the first When love jumps to provide for each thirst, But soon the world
Grand Little Things 