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Not black but grey: all monochrome, a scar
of livid streets and faces. Not sepia
in memory tinged by rose, but raw and rough
as present, here and now. In these, a life Continue reading
Writing
Earth Summit
Earth Summit
All gifts are off: for this stolen spark of power
the world rebelled and asked for something back.
He cheated. Man enjoyed playing with fire
too much, thought little of him on his rock,
chained and consumed. The air grew hot and dark. Continue reading
