Messengering Poems - Poems about Messengering

...I’ve only been at my fellowship gig a week, but It’s official, I’m a candy-striper. Sort of, I wear a blue vest, not the old, red-striped dress, but it’s the same job. I shadow my surgeon (Rebecca) m......

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...Falling from forty clouds, ticking clocks melting time. Penguins that waddle backwards, church bells that never chime. Costume heros reading books, birds parting their horizon sea. Rabbit hol......

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