Rachel E. Hicks – Poetry
The Exile Speaks of Mountainsby Rachel E. Hicks In the Himalayan foothills during monsoonthe electricity…
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The Exile Speaks of Mountainsby Rachel E. Hicks In the Himalayan foothills during monsoonthe electricity…
MK Reflectionsby DUS Far from my fatherland I’ve dweltBecause my parents clearly feltThat other nations…
The Two Are Not Alikeby Shiloh Phoenix In Maforay tonightit is rainingpounding splatters on a…
Can I Roll, Slice, Stack Memories? Hustle and bustle of lunchtime at Myeongdong Market. Fried…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CZLeuwUVz0U Match - Memories From Before I've been playing games with fire, I've been watching…
i knew i'd miss mangospale yellow, smooth, sizeof two fists combinedpeeled, slicedand juicy sweet i…
it wasn't perfectno, far from itbut we somehow found perfectionthrough wakeup calls andmuddy afternoonsthrough endless…