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Ghosteen wrote a new post
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The tension between digital distance and primal yearning – between the “computer screen” and “bones falling out of pillows”
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Where the hell did you sail from? Let’s board a pirate ship and plunder & plunder, until there is nothing left but words hand-scratched on the Titanic.
Written since the womb really (apologies – that sounds so fucking pretentious) but as the decades tumble, if I can touch such beautiful souls then let that be my linguistic epitaph. Rob – never ever call me Bob. Lol
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Julie wrote a new post
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This is excellent ink Julie .. the sadness that clearly and so eloquently flow throughout can be truly felt .. Kindest Regards, Neville
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The crackle, the falling, the fading footprints -this poem captures the fleeting passage of time and memory with such honesty and quiet, aching beauty.
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