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Trapped as we are by the wall of clouds, we push against it to push through The cars seem silent, nothing more than two hollow moons drifting in tandem…
Nov 3, 2024
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The Air That Moves Around Us
Here there be things we cannot say: Columns of light moving toward Earth, visions that hurt us with their inability to be seen golden in the air. We…
Sep 14, 2024
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Insomnia
These wings droop heavily like feathers and ache like chains moving against rust across links These distractions wash against the shore beating back…
Jul 22, 2024
Way Down River
Waiting for when the world looks sunless; trees framed dark against the background. And all the time this ringing sound like soap in my eyes to my ears…
Jun 30, 2024
Silence
When this house is still silence will become the weight of unspoken things
Mar 9, 2024
Where the Past Shivered Free of the Future
Think about the child, he said Think about the past Think about the memories that last These things are not cut off they are left to grow against the…
Feb 18, 2024
Forever
Forever is the fingers of a skeleton pointing toward doom Forever is the shadow over everything The stutter in your step and in your heart The moments…
Feb 3, 2024
Somewhere the Moon Sang
Somewhere the moon sang me to sleep while I with a glittering eye lay fallow using my moments to buy time Over the ocean the moon became a star as smoke…
Jan 28, 2024
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