Eric Scot English

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PoetryRed Eye

  It will happen on a night like this When the stars dangle precariously from strings Into a…

PoetryLovely Lady

I. Prologue Oh, lovely lady whom I met One fateful night. Although I knew you long ago It’s…

PoetryI am only a man

Seven times I died before winter’s end. Eyes accustomed to weeping through the night Thinking thoughts about the…
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