You swayed there planted under a tree. Boy the way you move is just heavenly. The way I strummed out of key, but you still sang along happily.
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Alora Jones
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Ode to Mathematics
Simplifications, Indivisibilities, Constructivism. (I think the two three-word haikus that I have written are what Paul and partner had in mind, but I am not sure.) (The last word is more for logic, but in the subject of Logic is Mathematics in a sense for does math in its advanced forms deal with constructs of some form.)
By Mark Graham4 days ago in Poets
Dead and Wearing Green
She was wearing that green dress when I first saw her, five years ago to the day. Flowing meadow fabric draped over long legs, thick auburn hair flowing down her back. That smile. Of course, she is still beautiful now. But now she is no longer alive.
By Karen Cave5 days ago in Fiction
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