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At what point
is the point of no return? At what point did the fire in my eyes sizzle out? Just when did the ash turn cold as snow?
Adrian McRobb
3/6/2022 12:58:27 pm
Poignant poem 3/6/2022 08:50:30 pm
"Was it you that said
Sue Clayton
4/6/2022 06:11:36 am
your points of no return arouses such a sense of foreboding.
Alex B
10/6/2022 08:19:39 am
I’d like to thank everybody for the extremely kind words i’m glad you enjoyed it A.B
Malvina Perova
13/6/2022 10:30:45 am
Beautifully done, stirred so many memories... Comments are closed.
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PoetryThis is the section where fiction prose becomes something else. We still expect the poems to be short, though – sonnets, perhaps, or around that length at the very most. Please feel free to comment (nicely!) on any poems – writers appreciate it.
Just at the moment, though, we're moderating some of them so there might be a slight delat before they appear. 
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