Her Diary
John D. Lippincott
It hides among shadows beneath her bed /
With shoestring wrapped around to keep it closed. /
I quickly read my name in streaks of blue /
Across a page of cluttered memories. /
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Empire 2 by Alessio Romano
As night drops down his tarnished, black curtain,
And worn-out faces wear the brake light’s glow,
We sit captured in a terrible halt.
Like a heavy rock in a shallow pond,
All hopes tonight quickly…