I looked at my sisters, trying not to let the past few days cloud how damn peaceful it was up here on this roof.

Hard to live with them, hard to live without them. I hated this and other platitudes, but this one felt true.

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The radio’s face lit up with a warm orange glow and began to bubble with quiet static. Relief broke over him, and he gave the dial a twist, searching through the static for a real channel, waiting for the world to back from the other side.

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"Storms are cantankerous things. They're a million vengeful spirits manifested out of all those books you've dog-eared & torn blank pages from," I spit, a scowl on my face, no doubt. "What? You'd vandalized their graves, you fool."

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Heart a sparrow w/ broken wing,
framed, her body,
masked little thing,
maturing mind sculpted
w/ spoonful of madness,
years pleasing for none,
sad she is.
Though part grown,
a smile lies a while,
small girl,
big style.

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Lifting his glass to his lips, his hand shook. Not much, just slightly. Just enough to remind him that his body was beginning to break down.

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29 February🤔

The urge to is like a toad hidden beneath in fear—#rare and making it perfectly clear with twenty-nine days up in here—just one more day means it’s a leap year!✍️🏽#vsspoem

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”My Coat of Armor”

...might be gray in color, but it's a mystical & magical shield of protection by God. It’s a joyful of peace & the strong survive & the weak can thrive, by all measures in a of pleasures.✍️🏽#vsspoem

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Forevers unfurl in tremendous breath
on heights we see whole,
crystal wings echoing,
love ballooned again
on singing hearts' call.
Modern angels
warm our hands
in their pockets
when life is cold,
thawing hope
where we go.

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So, Here’s the Tea

...whether you place your bets with a bookie or me: ”Champagne cocktails, chocolates, a dinner date with a while I for sugar & spice, oh, so nice, until it’s routine—until, I can say what I mean.”✍️🏽#vsspoem

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A tantalizing tales
The details illegible
Rhymes and whimsy
Of a mystic's parable

A note of a song
Becomes a lover's letter
A white flag waving
Signifying a siren's

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"How? How does that cock-bag have an much less 1 that has 5000 shock troopers ready?"

It was the pixie queen, Zara, who answered. "How is unimportant right now. Our choice is fight or I know what I choose. Are u with me?"

"We're with u!"

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"Will u be my through glorious victory or soul crushing defeat?"

"I will & I will ensure in victory your soul isn't corrupted by power nor in defeat will I let u to despair. Do u swear to do the same for me?"

"I so swear, & give u my soul."

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I laid on the grass, surrendering to the 1 o'clock sun and cream-thick air that creates a virtual yet real discomfort of having clothes melt on your skin—but in my hands was the beading soda bottle you'd given me. An oasis.

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New Full Moon in Leo

As I write poetic with a Leo ”can do” spirit in mind, there's never any pessimism, only courageous and sometimes outrageous optimism.
✍️🏽BraveWrite

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Chameleon Spirit

Poets feel to opine on love—and test the limits within four walls—but the charming chameleon And if passion transcends illusions on Valentine’s Day—chameleon spirits shed their skin to come out & play.😉🔥✍️🏽#vss365

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“Welcome to Artemis,” the hologram said. “Here aspiring parents can seek help with every possible form of parenthood they would like––from natural gestation in one of our next-generation artificial wombs to cloning and genetic modification.”

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I laid on the floor with a cold glass of water against my forehead, letting sunlight shimmer on my near asleep eyes as I vowed to kiss him when I was well enough. It never happened. The fevers weren't simply contagious. They were deadly.

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History
Charm
Sophistication
Obstinate yearning
within a jasmine flush
Burning legacy
Built
of hallowed dreams
We sleep below
nova skies
& perish
in perfect screams.



~Art~ Anna Ignatieva

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Mardi Gras

Soon it will be ”Fat Tuesday”, the Lenten season is upon us—where of celebrations are in full effect & past times to reflect. A time to the new & of the old—a spiritual festivity—a time to ”let the good times roll”.✍️🏽#vss365

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Song ditty 🎶

Into the depths of confusion
You know how to my brain
I'm in a state of delusion
You got me playing your game
I'm a puppet in your riddle
Tied up in for life
You pull my strings a little
The joker dances tonight

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