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i have seen the unexpected surprise itself into calm consistency forgetting that all still water once wore waves and even the smallest puddle is pulled by the moon i have seen thundering clouds make a lot of sense trying to burn the rain i have seen people who say that they could’ve made that modern … Continue reading
death is a memory of the nothing again where you watch the universe laugh against your fading tickling touch like the sun that spreads fingers onto the land onto you a piece of the land who is going back home to the place where no one has yet complained with your fingers clenched into night … Continue reading
we need you the dead to remind us of our connection to the living earth * the day deadens into another like a bad but continuous date flirting for a night that lightens underneath heavy covers and kissing toes where among summer somebodies who hold winter in their pants despite remaining pantless with flowers embroidered … Continue reading
i am a little fire burping back against the sun to show it how i can consume the world even as i am forgotten and left alone to die as a shadow untethered from the body that burns being into not * does not my smile require an anchor beyond my mouth perhaps unmooring into … Continue reading
the bird in its cage is envious of the cat’s freedom but knows the consequences of it singing thanks for the metal that once used to be a riverbed weeping a sky suspended and caught * my mother died giving birth though she lived for some thirty years afterwards like an animal to be sacrificed … Continue reading
whimper to the earth i can be tell the formless sky i can be more let night hide you under stars that have gone away but still echo to people who are crying next door under drowning whispers to someone or something or just it all that they are they are they are while day … Continue reading
car tire breathing an empty language we don’t know we drive long hours to nowhere so that it takes me a lifetime to remember those little sandcastles we built for no other reason then they’d go away against the wind which is shared between heaven and hell carrying us even as it is against the … Continue reading
it is not sad because you moved on but because i didn’t from it was * don’t stop on a hill my grandfather used to say before we put him in one and stopped to try to remember all the sayings that climbed into us and what we were doing * we had history at … Continue reading
we tell the words of the dead who in our breath expire meanings that no longer matter but do to you who tries to remember memories before remembering but find nothing except for the thanks that is shared after a burning in a neighborhood where you say well at least i survived but did … Continue reading
my shadow is a shadow of what once was shade that can now mouth that i am the best best when she mistakes streetlights for stars and i tell her love’s the first electricity anyways but it’s dark now though my shadow is still depressed in the furniture that has grown with … Continue reading
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