
Lady Phantom
Poem #316 • In this cobalt city awash in phantom blue there is only one detective that towers above them all...
Chivalry is alive. Character is alive. Morals are alive.
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Poem #316 • In this cobalt city awash in phantom blue there is only one detective that towers above them all...

Poem #315 • A tradition of little rascals was as beloved as ever

Poem #314 • When I was a child I dreamed of childish things. Web slingers, baseball pitchers, puck sliders on ice...

Poem #313 • Inlets flow from head to toe while she uses her fingers to quiet quivering lips

Poem #312 • Stranded in the fog of space I somehow ended up on a planet with grass that seemed to stretch onward...

Poem #311 • At the gate to the ethereal timberland

Poem #310 • Husband and child deep in her eyes

Poem #309 • A prototype with an exoskeleton of greased gears

Poem #308 • We can climb each great peak and walk each easy valley

Poem #307 • Dawn seems to extend into infinite reflections