Poems from scs119

There is no box social There is no man willing to steal from me time and again But there there is a box And inside of it There is something...
In my first thoughts I was Very small and Very tiny and Very sleepy and Very tired,   But now I am Not small and Always expanding and Never...
Sometimes, I see it in their eyes. Their irises are green, like a spring day And their pupils black, like a midnight sky.   When they are...
Hunahpu and Ixbalanque, The Blowgunner and The Jaguar Sun,  Are on an important quest.   Though quests have long since been unstylish, They...
My city was a gem. An Egypt in the Chihuahuan Desert- A friendly place that never condemns- Is now forever on alert.   A flower in the...

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