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HEY FRIENDS - I HAVE BEEN HACKED ON MY OLD X ACCOUNT (@ps_conway), SO I CREATED THIS PLACEHOLDER ACCOUNT FOR NOW. ☘️🥂

Upstate NY
Joined October 2025
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- #poetrycommunity #WritingCommunity #readingcommunity Some as*hole hacked me on my original @ps_conway account - so this is my new Profile (at least for now). Please follow me here. I swear to the gods - it's really me! Thanks! - PS ☘️🥂 -
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- an inhuman distance has grown between us. be it time, or the space between stars, we have drifted and lost each other somewhere in the deep of night, the liminality has hardened our hearts, more #android than human, colder than the void we sail. - #vss365 #poetry
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the red tree lost its leaves the pond forgot its face #arid paths met & parted in their thirst without end the birds were gone their souls remained oh, precious rest to be nothing & still belong somewhere #vss365 #poetry 📸 E. Ristevski/IG
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#vss365 #associate My dear friends, Haiku and Tanka : Lull, Harmony, and Power in Japanese, by Hikari @hikari2162554 and Gabriela Marie Milton is coming soon at Literary Revelations @LR_Publisher For every painting, two poetic visions arise: the tanka, Hikari’s powerful thread, unspools with grace, capturing the hidden currents of emotion, justice, and sometimes memory; the haiku, rendered by Gabriela Marie Milton, distills the moment into lyricism—a dewdrop reflecting the vastness of feelings. Both forms, though inspired by a single image, diverge in their journey, each illuminating facets the other cannot reach. In their dialogue, they evoke shifting patterns, perhaps a sort of adulterated perspectivism, as they try to find unity in ultimacy. #haiku #tanka #art
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Take me into your arms Let me burrow my head Next to your heartbeat I need to let go Cry Scream Shake While someone I trust Holds me up Doesn’t judge A You Willing To be Next To me As I try To Brave A Way Through Another #Arid Day That’s Lost Almost All Hope #BraveWrite #vss365
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I grew up In West Texas— A hard packed And #arid land We sucked black blood From Mother Earth To fuel World’s minivans Fossil fuel Is destructive Seen the data There’s no doubt But oil’s wealth Is so seductive Feels like There’s no way out… #vss365
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The cemetery serenades But I am clinging to reluctance Malevolent shrines sing homage To its beetles carved in stone I run my hand over the iron gates My heart beats at a rapid pace My soul craves this baleful place #macabrewords #FoxProse #vss365 #fairytalepoets @fairytalepoets
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