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reading

kindness in the book I hold before me, resting in the calm of my lap it is in these solitary moments that I remember intimacy lost turning pages and the soft touch of words. forget me not beyond this window … Continue reading

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What Doesn’t Change

Moving orients as well as disorients. It provides reacquaintance with what you’ve kept hidden in both a physical and metaphysical sense. The objects, these passions of the past, reminisce as settings, complex emotional frameworks. I found today a reading response … Continue reading

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The joy of doing nothing

dusk and dawn and the pages in between the perfect ambience of a quiet day I resolve to write you to sleep wake these weary eyes after the guilt of clumsy fingers subsides ah, what sensual guilt to rest in … Continue reading

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Remembering Possibility

Fresh opportunity, you were like an infant coming from comforted darkness into an array of wailing fresh light. Mama has always given herself up to send you forth into the harshness of thought, grow your legs from the moist clay … Continue reading

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Colonizing Relationships

I loved not knowing you for those longs legs of time, of distance in thought pulled you out of an abstract ocean for new tastes. Commodity is a flower of comfort you thought meant love transcendence in the highlight of … Continue reading

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Under Water

Pieces. Fragments of emotion that pile together in this state. Become red. Forget body, want blood. When I am with those I know, I see ocean in the distance. Forget understanding. Remember rational thought. And what is rational is blue … Continue reading

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Retreat

in the tradition of holidays lost to anger I revolutionize the art of walking away into compartments of the mind retreat is permissible if meant to ignore the dark shape of eyes rural minds ask no more from forgotten lovers … Continue reading

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