Poems from anyssa beeb

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The rain dripped like slivers of silk-a pluvial massacre. It gleamed and ripped as shards of glass- a crystal aftermath. and through and...
Of course, ears tend to lean to sweet summer gleam; of gossip as gold as honey. And tongues tend to slip, words through the lip; of...
Hey. It's me again. Twiddling thumbs in your office. I think, it's clear again, I cannot shake off all of this.   I recognize this bag of...
"This is the foot of eternity, my friend- and here on I must go, but remember now and in the end, you were my dearest fellow. For now the...
Long at last against the glass- the peaked face of winters' gasps- phantom hunches of frostbit dew, against the urgent morning mass.   ...

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