Sycophant by MELISSA FRY BEASLEY We are all broken bits left over from some end, doorways leading to empty rooms. We run while we wait for something to move, everyday a barter of quench and...
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Flocks Unfathomable by ALMANO We are birds amongst flocks unfathomable With mended wings that often touch in flight Nervously balancing the meaning of our lives Through epic journeys that...