LEAVING BUCHAREST by Jules Elleo 

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LEAVING BUCHARESTby Jules Elleo   Leaving Bucharest In the courtyardof my apartment block,there is an elm tree.Its foliage reaches upto the 5th floor.Its rootsrun deepbeneath our sleep.TwiceI will seethat treeretrace the path backto life. SMS (Save My Soul) You are...

TODAY I TRAVELED TO THE PAST by Jose Manuel SÁNCHEZ

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TODAY I TRAVELED TO THE PAST by Jose Manuel SÁNCHEZ  GÜEI VIAXÉ AL PASÁU                                                            Nel vieyu mundiugüei entamaba l’inviernu,güei ye’l Samaín,“l’acabu del verañu”.+++++Güei lleve-yos floresa los mios ancestrosa Sobrefoz,a les sos montañesau entá les divinidaesBeleño (Belenus)y Tarañes...

OUR OWN by George Payne

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OUR OWNby George Payne  Our Own The status quo is killing our soul.Life is not about paying the mortgage. It is not okay that your cousin works atthe bomb factory. It doesn't matter that theycall it an...