And We'll Call It a Bad Day (Poetry)

No food;
no water;
no air;
no light.
Not alive.

Styx at Winter (Poetry)

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Walking in the Snow (Poetry)

The sky poured
Down ice that day.
Let little drops
Of magic fall
On a moment -
So fragile; so pointless;
So far from reality:
As if to ask
Why we wept.

Like a Fish (Poetry)

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