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 When we arrive at the cabin in summer after it’s been winterized… and no one has entered before us… We often know what little h... [read more] |
 Symphonatas I Beneath flickering station lights on a rain-slick platform, I slip on over-ear headphone... [read more] |
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Troth Of The Heart Sunbeam threads across our clasped hands— to trust the best, to hope the best,... [read more] |
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When Roses Bloomed Morning light warms your porcelain cup— blue-rimmed and heavy in my wai... [read more] |
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Where Do Fireflies Go To Die? I wake to tears pooling on my lashes—cold pearls echoing on frost-nipped stones bene... [read more] |
 Verse 1: [Clean Vocals] I wake up to the silence in the static Scars etched deep in the frame I inhabit Tried to run, but the shadows always... [read more] |
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upward gazing in the late arvo sky— animal sketches [read more] |
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Night’s Tender Kiss your northern smile embraces— shining stars in the dimming sky sparkles bur... [read more] |
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Legally Tender The key of currency is the changing of hands— a baton passed on in c... [read more] |
 The past few years have been in some what I thought were serious relationships. Looking through my old emails I realized that I was th... [read more] |
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Naked Mind I sometimes feel I may be blind, or just afraid of what others see— behind the bedro... [read more] |
 Forever my companion darkness is fortitude live eternal night in vain through despair and solitude Cobwebs fi... [read more] |
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From One “Too Young” To Write A Poem The cool glass carafe trembles in my hand— wine-stained lip’s tang on my tong... [read more] |
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digital ferrymen our glow warms your midnight face, notifications hum like distant waves. ... [read more] |
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For Them That Know Not I stand in the Valley of Vision— once the plains of derision. Chill wind cuts t... [read more] |