June 11, 2026

Last Birthday CardEric, / Happy Birthday! / I love you very much. / May God bless you / & protect you / always. / I'll

@eric-guitian1m

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grandmotherMy grandmother never could say, / "I'm full." / So she filled cookie jars and pie tins and Bundt pan

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The DudeI am The Dude, / self-ascribed titan of nothing, / king of no kingdom / except the beautifully ungov

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If This Poem Finds You SomewhereI keep pushing you away, / out of my life, / away from my doubts, / from the dark, illusory world /

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sorry, babe; my bakery caught firethe counter is slick with it now— / that dark, bursting purple where the skin gave way, / and i am w

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Stuck On YouI'm stuck on you like our song playing on repeat, endlessly echoing through the years. It doesn't ma

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A Hush of JadeKissing with the silent burn in you, / those jade eyes piercing through, / and a breached breath esc

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Dancing With The EuropeansSaturday night, Blackpool Tower. / Stepping through the doors of the local ‘palais’, with its glitte

@Carlo-C-Gomez1m

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Twelve GenerationsIn the garden of my father and mother, / colors and shapes grew. / The scents of mint and marjoram /

@Agnes-de-Lodz4m

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She's not a prisoner anymoreThe prisoner inside my rib cage thumps / against my chest and I wish I could let her / leap out of m

@kara-maclean2m

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I may not beI may not be / I may not be the fastest / I may not be the tallest / Or the strongest / I may not be

Leonard Nimoy1m

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The Ballad of Iara***Moon‑Daughter of the River*** / O gather close, you river men, / and hear the tale I spin: / of I

@Geof_Spavins5m

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Brown puppyI used to write poetry on hidden / It was my shelter from the rain / My favorite pup / That comforte

@Amethyste0011m

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HungerLooks / Into / A child’s / Starving / Eyes / Malnutrition Body. A Billion Silent Cries / Life / Alwa

@cj-sutherland2m

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The Makersfor all artists, in all media / Whence their immanent worth derives? / According to economic calculu

@JamesAdriaanHarrison1m

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DevotionThe light dies into bruised grey, / and something in you sharpens— / a flicker behind the eyes / tha

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VOLHYNIA-THE TRUTH - MEMORY & THE NOWThe wounds of 1943 remain open because they were cut into the civilian life of both peoples. / In Vo

@marshal-gebbie4m

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