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Morbid…
Photo / Poem by Debbie Berk
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Ode to the Pretty Poets
So eloquently their eyes mirror empty and yes, we are told that this is what beauty really is and that to suffer is to truly live so we ignore our own deaths get lost in their depths and praise being lost in the nowhere places of the nothingness spaces we long to call home if…
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And the rain reminds me
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Haunted
Yes, I am haunted but I do not mind the ghosts and I’ve grown accustomed to their presence that fills the empty life often leaves, and no, I have no fear of most rather I find a strange kind of safety in their places of never ending mystery that lies in the lessons that…

