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the phone dies after

you must’ve known that there was a moment straddling laughter breathing in sunlight absorbing the cut grass of bugs and air where you were playing with your neighbourhood friends for the last time   you maybe realized it when you were summed at 44 reigning in a lawn mower picking at your now ruined pants … Continue reading

and other poems

am i a happy kid of some past generation or a sad adult in this passing one * i have known myself and how unknown i am * i cannot help but feel that i am helpless and denying some full potential that tells me that i can do it all including denying me all … Continue reading