Dialing your numbers in vain, the only answers are from a stranger.
03.20.2009
Zero Anon
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Dialing your numbers in vain, the only answers are from a stranger.
03.20.2009
Zero Anon
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Let the rain fall without apology or empty expectations.
06.02.2009
Zero Anon
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“Remember me,” she whispered softly in my ear, “like I never was.”
05.05.2009
Zero Anon
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April is finished and so too, National Poetry Month and NaPoWriMo. While I didn’t quite make it everyday, by my count I still managed forty-one pieces for the month. Not a bad tally, if I might say so myself, and though not everything made it to publication, I am happy with the results overall. I have to say, also, that this was a challenge, even to a short form poet like myself. But it was a fun challenge, and as always, I enjoy the act of promoting poetry itself. My goals for next year are to actually write a poem everyday, and to be more proactive in my promotion of the event itself. But, for now, it’s on to the next challenge, though not without one more poem from April. So, here is one written while I was feeling less than tip top this month, but now even more appropos given the current health issue.
05.01.2009
-Z
An American Sentence:
Little monsters swimming in my veins, viral pool party of the damned.
04.11.2009
Zero Anon
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In the end it wasn’t the fall that killed her, it was falling for me.
04.30.2009
Zero Anon
A continuation of the Noir theme from the last piece. But what’s the story?
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“I don’t think I can…” She said, and somehow I knew that she wasn’t lying.
04.29.2009
Zero Anon
Though not strictly written according to the prompt , this one was inspired by it, nonetheless. Find the original prompt here: napowrimo #29
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Empty Keystone Ice cans tell stories about last nights search for a cure.
04.29.2009
Zero Anon
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O sweet darkness come and cover me, hide me from lights bright cruelty.
04.29.2009
Zero Anon
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Rain falling outside
While storms are raging inside
Seasonal flooding
04.29.2009
Zero Anon
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Inevitable thunderstorms roll through my head, last nights residue.
04.29.2009
Zero Anon
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