The Persistence of Memory by Elise Skidmore — Poetry and Art
Wandering through this desert world, so hot the clocks are melting, I stretch out my tongue to drink in time. The precious moments of...
Wandering through this desert world, so hot the clocks are melting, I stretch out my tongue to drink in time. The precious moments of...
I was giving a ride to a woman going to a surgery, removal part of her lung, I assumed it had to do with cancer, but she didn’t say...
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Lessons of Life: Things
I've Learned, Moments I Cherish.
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