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    Renee.

    There’s a poem that will remain unfinished;its shadow willdrip ribbons of blood.Her imagination was forcefully executedthrough brazen authorityand the bursting ballad of bullets.The verses posted will replace her;will replace her voice;will have to, now.It's one less poet for mankind,one...

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    • Powerfully penned, Tim. Excellent tribute my friend. It’s a tragedy indeed, sometimes I don’t recognize the world anymore. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Silencing beauty is one of mankind’s (and I use that term loosely here) gravest mistakes. We need beauty to get through what comes

    • This is the kind of poem that doesn’t ask permission—it reports from the wreckage. “A poem that will remain unfinished” is a brutal, honest truth, and the blood imagery isn’t sensational, it’s earned. I like how you refuse comfort here—no soft landing, no false resolve. The idea that the poems must replace her voice because they have to is devastating. This reads like a witness statement, not a performance. Necessary, angry, and painfully clear.

    • This one hits hard. I’ve watched that video over and over again.
      I saw another where an agent told a protester, “If you raise your voice I will erase your voice”…while I’m thinking, then the thunder of the masses will drown him if he does that. I can’t wait for the trials and all the video evidence.
      We will say their names forever so they are never forgotten.

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    20 Word Wastelands

    ...and then she died during a fierce heatwave    Flat lined, tomb side  ‘Toss my ashes to the northern lights  to drift among birches and be buried by snow’    Arrested for Drink Dreaming    Poured myself into vodka puddles  hoping for tender poetry rain,  but words were mere reflection  in dripping water on gravestones    Talking to...

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