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Vintage poetry stands the test of time; collections and anthologies of classic poems and enduring verses from eras past.
Visits From Nostalgia.
My town's closest movie store closed years ago, but the other day, I caught the scent of that place. It's a scent I'll never forget. Out of the blue, unexpected, suddenly I was ten years old again—walking into the movie store on a Friday night with my parents, older brother, and younger sister. I would always get the same movie: Thumbelina. I was in love with that movie.
By April Kirby.2 months ago in Poets
When I Finally Let God Carry Me
There comes a point in life when a person becomes tired. Not the kind of tired that comes from a long day or a sleepless night, but the kind that settles deep in the bones. A tiredness of the soul. I reached that point slowly, step by step, without even noticing how heavy my heart had become. I thought I was moving toward the future I wanted, pushing through storms because I believed my way was the only way. I fought every wave. I resisted every turn. I tried to fix every problem alone.
By Salman Writes2 months ago in Poets
