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It’s crept up on us, insidious. The that feeds on our decaying relationship.

Here we are, in paradise, but I can’t see or reach you. The sun only magnifies the rotting smell, & the palm trees are wafting us away.

Let’s curl up here in the sand & bury ourselves.

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2022-04-19

Quietly, she At the edge of the cliff, where the clouds melt pain into rain, and the valley stretches below like a safe, cosy blanket. But then, in a few brushstrokes, she shifts to a chair on the plateau. Roses, coffee and worries set on the table beside her.

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2022-04-10

Artist is a
an attitude & mindset
that bridges love
vision & expression
manifest in creation

Love is the seed
from which art germinates
One loves one creates
the creation whose sentiment is love
the object of which is

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2022-04-10

time here has stood still.
the tree stands, the same hue of green, leaves still, as if made of origami.
the lake holds the same reflections, like a photograph.
but then, there's wind.
leaves flutter. waters ripple.
that sparrow there, still like a painting, flight.

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2022-04-10

No one will ever know
why I left the way I did
But cutting from something precious
it’s easier done and less will be broken
if I was the one to

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2022-04-09

Seasons come and
Bringing with them,
A little infatuation,
A little love,
A little obsession and
So much longing..
Still I can’t love anyone,
What should I do?
Forget about your looks,
Your smile, those eyes?
My first and only love..
Mon seul et unique amour..

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2022-04-09

Up, Up ©️

and
let burdens
fall to the weigh
side—and
the on the
outskirts of town—
up, up,upside down! ✍️🏽

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2022-04-08

Dancing On A String ©️

As we dance cheek to cheek,
into the midnight hours—
I glance into your eyes, you take
my powers. Our love is
magnetic, I’m tempted by your
smile like dancing on a string
with bliss and girlish ✍️🏽

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2022-04-08

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2022-04-06

Your eyes,your smile,
Your voice,
Today I saw and I heard..
Through a of
Emotions,
The belief that my heart,
Has come back to me,
For eternal Love again to

How difficult is it?How hard
To say?
Please listen don’t leave…

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2022-04-04

The wind’s reached gale force as it through the darkness. Suzy pushed her up her nose and watched the beat upon the window. It was such a Suddenly a of blood hit the glass. Her heart

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2022-04-03

The encrypted hail of data surged. The suspecting diplomat busily touched his screen, knowing what they didn't. That this was the end. Hacking codes, he teleported to the hangar deck, stole a fighter, got behind the moon as the first salvo struck the ship.

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2022-04-02

you never say my name
a lonely stocking
falls in lassitude
Sundays leak monotony and coolness
of winds
the perfection of the afternoon's poplars
dreams are blue
this spring will come
without you

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2022-04-01

Weighing in over 400 pounds, Fat Tony, underboss of the Rigatoni crime family, was a feared yet unconventional gangster who worked a protection racket on the lower East Side. If you couldn’t pay up, he would accept installments in trays of lasagna and logs of prosciutto.

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2022-03-31

my nirvana is not blissful
mine is a place
wild and uncanny
written about in primeval tales
where the maiden’s beauty
is the flip side
of the maiden’s monster





🎨Vanette Kosman

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2022-03-28

As a tender summer sun rose over the mountains, a chip of ice melted off a cliff & rolled along the slope, gathering snow & wild arctic raspberries along the way. At the bottom of the slope, Archie, the polar bear, waited. For the first of this season's ice cream.

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2022-03-28


Storymy own. Art created using A.I. Wombo Dream

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2022-03-27

She grows her dreams in fields of That way, she isn't surprised if they don't come true, and she isn't surprised if they do.

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2022-03-27