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Read MoreA stasis in stereo echoing dichotomy echoing my soul breathing down my neck confronting pressures inking notoriety until the quill yakety yaks...Rolling, on my back
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Read More...putting the grunge on crawling up my spine until my mind goes blind turning up the lightsliquidating the silence with my mouth on tongue but hard to swallow scraping me off the groundsucking the windsipping my sake because I'm...
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Read MoreI write to express my emotions to let pain out let joy in if I find a place to publish I expect good and bad reviews A good review and my ego dances A bad review and it gets the blues Sometimes I write with a...
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Read MoreA chill, not from the open window, seepedinto their bones. Conjuring a seance. The airgrew heavy, suffocating the shadows wovenfrom memories and old threads. HummingDeuteronomy.Scratching the mahogany table and lightingcigarettes. Rattling teacups, mimicking anearthquake, taunting the ghost. With a...
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Thank you, kindly.
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wow dearest Adagio you out did yourself 💕
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Thank you, Brenda. I took my time with this one.
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Great writing, Brenda.
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thank you graciously dearest Adagio 💕
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Powerfully penned, Brenda. Amazing dark write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
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thank you most graciously dearest Damian 💕
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I hope I never have to rely on AI to write for me. Sometimes I’ll use a proofreader to correct spelling and punctuation but that’s it. The human element is what makes poetry real. The compassion, the anger, the love, the empathy, and even the laughter are all something that made men and women write poems in the first place.
The future is scary being we won’t know what’s real and what isn’t.