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running (poem)
the misty veil reveals a wry dwindling of whenever, whoever, and then a memoriam, not dark, instead a lightness of being untarnished not provoked nor…
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forever (poem)
forever is not a place, nor a date, nor a time forever then could be as they say, a state of mind a feeling, disjoint from space even away from time…
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stopgap (short)
Life exists. Not as a grand gesture to the universe, or an ineffable and necessary part of all. Instead it beckons, for the realization of being itself…
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In all of life’s contrived and extraordinary mysteries, lurks the quietly beautiful allure of serendipity. Those magic moments where the unexpected…
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0.7 | Liminality
I’m sitting again. This time surrounded by the small mounds of things that make up my collective possessions. I notice myself in a transitory state, one…
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0.6 | Loss
Life, at a fundamental basis, is a choice of feelings. Not that we get to necessarily choose how we feel, but that we choose based upon what we hope we…
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them, so bright (poem)
i wonder. no. i wait, for the melody of clarity to play an effulgent warmth of white, blues, colors. shifting, moving, carrying, bearing a vessel of…
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waves (poem)
the ocean sings her boisterous song first a murmur — a trial of sound then the squelching symphony of overlapping water leading into the sonorous…
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0.5 | Migration
I love the idea of the road. The rough terrain and the never before seen vistas. The cultures, the art, the foods, the music, and the people. The world…
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reflection (poem)
in that mirror lies the reflection that keeps track of me a singularity now, the past, a future nestled into this reality this moment – a capture of me…
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