July 3, 2018
by Nick Anthony
Goodbyes are fickle,
Too long or not long enough,
But this is my stop.
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May 30, 2016
by Renwick Berchild
The days are an endless cavalcade of grey
But they shine like polished silver. Members
Of the Cult of Polar Opposites we stroll
Elbow and elbow down 3rd Avenue as
Summer birds on a mission to seize the horizon
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