Lit Now

Joined February 2020

4 stories

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I inhale great draughts of space.. The east and the west are mine and the north and the south are mine. Walt Whitman.

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Covid-19
The darkness of heat fills the brightly lit sky Obscure paradox or the end drawing nigh Birds flee with terror on sulfur-scorched wing
By Lit Now6 years ago in Poets
A MONEY PARADIGM!
A new years resolution stems from what I've learned this year Money has become a driving force from which we can not steer
By Lit Now6 years ago in Poets
A Spot of POE
Once upon a midday theory, while I wondered spry and cheery, Over many faint yet sprightly visions of natural lore - While I gazed, awake and happy, slowly sounds of bright birds flapping,
By Lit Now6 years ago in Poets
TIME TO LOVE AGAIN!
The pursuit of true love like a house of cards Impressed with the effort as we do the hard yards Marred by visions of love we thought were true
By Lit Now6 years ago in Poets