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  • Dreaming For Two

    I'm dreaming of celestial bodies and exploding stars, Escape plans, engines, and flying cars. Always on the go, always in motion; gliding across the world without touching an ocean. There are words that I cannot sa…

  • Alchemy

    I wish I had a stone that could turn metal into gold, then maybe my problems will disappear along with my bills. I wouldn't stop there. I wish to turn your hateful words into expressions of adoration. I…

  • After The Funeral Is The After-Party

    The bodies are dancing in the rain, stomping on the mud as if trying to extract every drop of wine from grains of dirt. The coffin is made of fine wood-- a dead tree encasing a dead man. It's a lesson in the process o…

  • Erased

    All of it gone. My poetry. My manuscripts. A few of my screenplays. All gone. I learned that you can't fully trust technology with things that cannot be reproduced. But I also learned that ideas can never be erased. I m…

  • As Long As We Have Each Other

    Hand In Hand The morning dew clung to myConverse sneakers like protons and neutrons glued together,holding on for dear life,because you'll make it throughthe day if you just hold on tight. Hand in hand we walk the roadto…

  • Death Is Just A Stopover

    Death is just a stopoverbefore you get on the connecting flight to yourdestination, but of coursethere's always the risk of crashing into the ocean. Fate is funny like that,one moment you're onyour way to heaven,and th…

  • Poetry From Neoterra

    Upsurge by Ailing Kent It's about how it moves unlike running water, unlike rushing currents which seem to not know of things like dead ends. They seem to lead like people who take part in a race, reaching new pl…

  • Poetry And Basketball

    I was shooting some hoops by myself lastnight after running a few laps around my neighborhood. It felt good and was liberating. I've been isolating myself in my dungeon for the last few weeks working on my novel, and it'…

  • Drunk Off Kool-Aid And Cyanide

    I wrote this lastnight after eating cake and gulping down a large cup of coffee...damn that cake was good.... The Difference Between Lake And Heaven The water was placid, stilllike the mirror of Godreflecting heaven an…

  • S.O.S

    I'm going to be honest: It's actually pretty hard running an "online magazine" like Neoterra when I'm the only main contributing writer and when I only get poetry submissions like twice a month. I have to play multiple …

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