Published poems by Emile Dubois

• And yet there was nothing I could do.
  Jun 2nd 2021 (14:03)
• The River of the soul has silted
  Aug 19th 2019 (14:57)
• I'm sorry for all the things I ever did
  Jun 29th 2018 (04:39)
• Why have you forsaken yourself?
  Apr 5th 2018 (14:09)
• The Unlived life
  Mar 27th 2018 (06:49)
• For the disaffected
  Mar 14th 2018 (04:38)
• Love
  Sep 28th 2017 (07:21)
• Death exposes us to the emptiness that surrounds
  Sep 25th 2017 (16:32)
• What if I told you?
  Aug 14th 2017 (05:21)
• Don't talk to me about Israel
  Jul 23rd 2017 (08:36)
• Crimes in Palestine
  Jul 18th 2017 (07:05)
• We love who we love
  Jul 17th 2017 (03:17)
• When it was gone
  Jul 16th 2017 (06:16)
• Flow Without Flow
  Jul 4th 2017 (05:22)
• The survivors
  Jun 24th 2017 (03:27)
• Half the world enslaved
  Jun 23rd 2017 (18:34)
• My Repition Precedes Me
  Jun 22nd 2017 (19:52)
• even art is much maligned
  Jun 20th 2017 (05:52)
• Faketopia
  Jun 18th 2017 (07:59)
• A fitting tribute
  Jun 14th 2017 (04:33)
• Despair And I
  Sep 21st 2016 (14:21)
• Cremated Ashes Into Glass
  Sep 18th 2016 (14:15)
• Roadkill
  Sep 17th 2016 (01:26)
• Everything Fades To Nothingness
  Sep 15th 2016 (03:03)
• The desparation that comes from longing to belong
  Sep 14th 2016 (11:05)