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River

Poetry

  • The Boy Called Atlas

    Burdens break the back Like straws on camels They are still and heavy Cold and dry They leave blue bruises on his pale skin And red tracks on his eyes ...

    • Poetry
    • Lyrical · Narrative
    2 min read
  • Guest of Honor

    Misery loves company And she is a guest tonight Her vision is locked to the other side of the table A long wooden table it is Polished and ...

    • Poetry
    3 min read


“If lightning is the anger of the gods, then the gods are concerned mostly about trees.”
— Lao Tzu