Corona Virus (in my Letters to the World)
you whose huts are firewood of burning gas time to woo the ocean is around your neck if your slippers itch your feet like thorns, man- age the groan till …
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you whose huts are firewood of burning gas time to woo the ocean is around your neck if your slippers itch your feet like thorns, man- age the groan till …
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Samuel James Wait. Quieten the noise inside. Before you let go too early Before you let your dreams off the hook, I’ve got a word for you. Take a pause …
Before You Let Go of Your Dreams Read MoreBy Samuel James From China through Iran to Italy and the entire world, There it crawls a tiny devil, blooming like a poisonous Rose on the surface of the Earth, …
Coronavirus: An Elegy Read MoreBy Josmat Jerry Dark hours flagging on air, thick blooms adorn the way line. Collections of dim pictographs, collectively gathered in a steady state. Centuries of rough images, huge saddening, …
Memories Read MoreWho am I? What is it I stand for? Maybe a lie, Or deceit to the core. Not enough. Not one time, not ever. Not in love With me in …
ME: A Poem Read More