Even if the ground were to crumble and I lost everyone, there was something I lived for and was a part of. I had rivers…
Prose & Cons
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You are not me [I am not you] But had the Celestial [had Sexual bodies] [Been Birthed] placed in a different array Had the seas…
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Onward. Move. Living is movement. Spaces between sentences bite better. Feel lights, not shadows. They’re myself. Remind. In crept doubt of shadows. But bouquets, like…
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blue-haired barista Smiths shirts on a summer sale browning bolognese lost the last house key ran out of shaky sugar cutting the chrome chord and…
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The Past. I thought about the waves on the beach And how I so wished to be among them Jumping into them You beside me…
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Yesterday evening, I discovered innocence was completely dissolved. Gathered up with the wind and leaves, it was carried elsewhere, never to return. Long ago I…
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It poured all night and all day. The world is blue. I drove over midday and we walked in it, through the gardens and the…
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What do you call the feeling when old friends reminisce on your birthday? And it hits like a racecar of an ache. Great, heaping wells…
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Wrap my face in the cradle of cotton And caress my cheek. Care for me like the tall child That has grown into this body.…
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My shoulder blades slide back into their rightful place I rest on your bent knees And my spine no longer carries weight Slouched and tipsy…