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for Alexandros Christopoulos Others live as ghosts within us,and we within the others.When life reaches its end,fragments of the deadare saved within the survivors.Those things

Two cats were playing at the center.Aside, the poet sought a fray-the edge hiddenin the cosmic skein.With unconditional will,solemn in every respect-free from internal objections,negations,

We, the alcoholics anonymous of labor,not the Dionysian devotees of wine,refuse our inclusionin the class of the everywhere addicted.It is true that we do not

Unlike the infantwhich is defined by the softand warm embrace of its mother,the oyster’s fragile soulis molded within a frigidcasing of hardness.Thus, the organism of