Pandemic Poetry
Poem by Phoenix the Elder – I remember three months ago, when everything was life as usual. A friend would visit or I would hug my family or I would wonder how I would pay my rent. I lived each day not knowing what tomorrow would bring (for so many years). That tomorrow has finally […]
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Dream with the Dreamers
This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was grief. But there’s a difference with this dream. Everything cruel & unconscious done in the illusion of the present world, all that does not fade away at the death-waking. […]
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