Author: Aaron Echoes August
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And I awake with an itching in my soul Barbells of thought weighing me down And then I get overwhelmed… Read more.
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Those bad mojo memories Coming back to foil and kick A decent day turned down low Shadow records play in… Read more.
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A Tennessee moon dangled in the sky at dusk-plus tonight, casting glows across the heavens and Earth. Read more.
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Sun on crinkled golden leaves The grass is lemon-yellow The sky is pure blue I can’t believe it is November… Read more.
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Embers remember the coach light And there, a pale December sun Beckons the black birds to rise To carry a… Read more.
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It’s quiet in the house, save for the tea kettle steam engine puffing on the stovetop. The whistle now pierces… Read more.
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It’s Christmas Eve in a town the color of burgundy and pine Cold stars and tattered clouds float within the… Read more.
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When everything is fake like snakes And the lemons are made of wood And the faces are made of mud… Read more.
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A coffee clown sits in a silver diner He looks out the window and watches the rain He thinks about… Read more.
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A long, stiff radish sits in the bin White in color Mild flavor No one knows what it is Passersby… Read more.
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Dawn barks in a chill Sky gray blue Air silent Broken only by a lone loud engine Coffee cooling down… Read more.
