Quelque chose souterrain de propagation ne nous parlera pas sous la peau ne se déclarera pas non que toutes les vie-formes veulent le dialogue avec les machine-dieux dans leur dramanbspnbspnbspnbsphogging en bas des réfugiés profonds de bushnbspnbspnbspnbspclear-découpage des villages antiques ou passagers dans notre recherche opportunistic de fervornbspnbspnbspnbspto nbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspcrazily d'un bateau de sauvetage de hostnbspnbspnbspnbspa
Soudainement au lieu de l'art nous eyeing des organizations tracées et souillé sur des transparents de cathédrale cruel bluesnbspnbspnbspnbspembroidered des jaunes de purplesnbspnbspnbspnbspsuccinct une belle tumeur
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Je devine que tu n'es pas crainte d'alonenbspnbspnbspnbspI que tu es seul là est, naturellement, poésie: le pont terrible se levant au-dessus d'air:nbspnbspnbspnbspI nu l'a pris la première fois comme juste suite de la route: "un chef d'oeuvre de la technologie félicité, etc."nbspnbspnbspnbspthen sur la radio: "pente trop raide pour la facilité de, etc…" L'a conduite néanmoins parce que j'ai dû ce être comment -- le nbspnbspnbspnbspSo ceci est comment je trouve you:nbspnbspnbspnbspalive et plus
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Comme si (combien de conditionals doivent nous souffrir ?) Je conduis à votre côté connivence intime --an -- emballée dans le tronc mon sac des clinquants pour clôturer avec des verres de douleur de spectre variable pour le soleil ou le brouillard ou la nuit de nbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbsprain ou plus amère frappée d'insolation mon sac de poetries cachés, vieille colle déchiquetant de leurs épines
ma exposition de temps de l'arbre de Joshua de nbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspover de Leonids
Comme si nous allons gagner le thisnbspnbspnbspnbspO parce que
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Si tu as une soeur que je ne suis pas elle ni votre mère ni toi ma fille ni sont nous des amoureux ou n'importe quel genre de nbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspexcept de couples dans la poésie et la mort intensives de nbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspof de soin principales plannbspnbspnbspnbsparchitecture-dans-progressent des altitudes d'ébauche d'une mosaïque noire et blanche couvrent d'un dôme le maître à gauche sur votre seuil avec un blanc cardent dans la calligraphie noire: nbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspMake ce que tu du ce des nbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspAs si laissant les roses pourpres
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Si (combien de conditionals doivent nous souffrir ?) Je te dis une lettre du maître se trouve sur mon propre seuil collé là avec des feuilles et la pluie et moi ne se sont pas pliés à lui pourtant le nbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspif je t'indiquent que nbspnbspnbspnbsphe de conjecture de I m'écrit différemment:
nbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspDo pendant que tu, tu as eu votre vie nbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspmany avoir pas
signature d'elle en son manuscrit vieux:
aus Deutschland de nbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspMeister
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Dans Europenbspnbspnbspnbspend le plus froid des balustrades de ce domesnbspnbspnbspnbspiron congelées par guerre les frozennbspnbspnbspnbspstoves se sont allumés aux banques de mémoire de nbspnbspnbspnbspstreets du froid
le nike de Samothrace sur staircasenbspnbspnbspnbspwings dans le backdraftnbspnbspnbspnbspsaid de flambage à moi:: à chacun qu'elle a rencontré nbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspDisplaced, amputatednbspnbspnbspnbspnever m'escomptent
Victoire nbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspindented dans le nbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspnbspat disasternbspnbspnbspnbspstriding la tête des escaliers
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Introduction
Dear friends around the world, This collection will be my last (forever evolving) book, other than a project I am also working on called my "UnBook,"...
Moments After
/by Bryant H. McGill, December of 2004/ I have held a human soul As it flew right from my hands And I watched that warm red glow Chill, and then...
Love Devotions
/You may use these devotions without attribution in personal cards and letters to your loved one, but any non personal use must include attribution./...
Our Master Love
/by Bryant H. McGill, April of 2003/ Oh, love is a masterful pain A splendid martyr it makes To render its likeness again The best and worst credits...
Witness of an embrace
/by Bryant H. McGill, January of 2010/ Nothing more needs to be said. I will just hold you. We will be paralyzed, By the simple witness of that...
Your perfect essence...
/by Bryant H. McGill, February of 2010/ To bask upon the hearth The fires upon your breast That warms a frozen heart In true love's caress Darling,...
Oath of Intention, Belief and Purpose
Love and kindness will be my greatest talents. I will have true love, health, wealth, abundance and longevity. I will know myself, love myself,...
Deep Within the Roots Descend Now one
/by Bryant H. McGill, November of 1989/ Sex without pain, Weakening with a quiver, Would be like food With out taste or smell Sex without love Or the...
This Life
/by Bryant H. McGill, April of 2003/ Love the lips, taste the wine Curves of hips, intertwined Up the hill, down the valley Children shrill, bodies...
We danced like sparrows
/by Bryant H. McGill, November of 1988/ We danced like sparrows In the flame of one another's youth We inhaled the fragrance Of the bloom of life We...
Did you have a route mapped out at an early age?
Did you have a route mapped out at an early age, or did you set out on one path and then discovered other branches of that path that you felt...
Have you always had a strong sense of purpose?
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Laetitia de Chazal: South African born Silk Artist
South African born Laetitia de Chazal moved to her adopted land Mauritius in 1983. Inspired by the lush sights and vivid colours of the tropics, she...
Livin La Vida Miami
From blockbuster motion pictures, to hit TV shows, to a hotbed for the modeling industry and all the way to acting as the back drop for countless...
Chris Guillebeau: The Art of Non-Conformity
The Art of Non Conformity (AONC) project chronicles my writing on how to change the world by achieving significant, personal goals while helping...
Morgan Bracy: Folk Singer for Modern Ears
Inspiration for some artists is difficult to come by, but for Morgan Bracy, inspiration comes with life; in fact, it is life. Pain, joy, love,...