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Fickleness

In this moment, the moment of confusion

There is this world on my palm

Fragile and conserved.

I waive my hand to this abyss

And I wonder if there is someone as little as me on this earth… 52 more words

Poetry

Romance of London: A London Recluse

Romance of London: Strange Stories, Scenes And Remarkable Person of the Great Town in 3 Volumes

John Timbs

John Timbs (1801-1875), who also wrote as Horace Welby, was an English author and aficionado of antiquities. 896 more words

Susana Ellis

A Shadow in the Light

It is the ungodly hour of 11am.  The air is frigid outside, but the sun is shining so brightly reflecting off of the snowbanks and the ice.  500 more words

Cloak & Dagger

A shooting star, appears and sears the sky in a flash
Just slow enough for me to see
But too fast for me to wish upon… 208 more words

Disintegration

There is comfort in growing bored with things
The highs and the lows
The happiness and the misery
The peace and the anxiety
The people, the places, the things… 14 more words

When I Trip, I Fly

The jettison has begun
First to go was the care
Second was the weight
Third was the fear.

Now I’m tripping
Now I’m flying
So deep below the radar of your give a shit… 84 more words