Moonlight
| The moonlight spills through my window it pools on my pillow it saturates my sheets. Wait it's not light it's raindrops ... God I'm fucked. by Judas Kesler |
Tuesday, November 3, 2009 -
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Moonlight
Saturday, August 15, 2009 -
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Poetry Competition Now Open!
As you've seen in our latest issue of Poets' Refuge, we've announced a freestyle poetry competition. You may submit your poems before Sept. 14 to poetsrefugeblog@hotmail.com
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