Poems by Ebony Ithuriel

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  • Fall out of bed to answer the phone,
    To discover it’s not for me-I’m...

  • I don’t want a rose,
    With all its expense and taste...

  • Across the room they locked in a gaze,
    He was all for summer games...

  • Nam naan bread,
    we lift our bowls of curry to you...

  • I want to talk
    But there nothing I want to say...