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against the longest winter even a struggling weed will be celebrated by sunlight when the snow is sloughed in the same way that love feels like melting like all things do eventually the pop you shouldn’t drink your family dog happy to see you the waters the moon the space between pulling your clothes off … Continue reading
help i am alive which has been problematic since the beginning when it was said with floppy light that there was only life or death what about the in between what about the night moon wanting to caress your head what about those who wonder where all feelings come from and if they can … Continue reading
Dear dear, I want to give you the words I never did, to tell you how to say things that need to be said in never. There is little to be said now, which is why I have written so much. I am trying to fill in the space to make you feel less like … Continue reading
bones buried in air the anatomist exhales deeply and describes how the vein loops into the spacelessness of breath where there is liquid now but emptiness then he goes on showing a figure of what it would’ve looked like if it didn’t look like this he goes on illustrating that the vein is … Continue reading
Dear Dear, I am unsure if you have noticed, but in the cumulative three weeks you have hidden in Montreal, it has not rained. Snow has buried. Sun has bloomed. But even among the heaviest clouds that mute the world in gray, all that was held was the promise of spring, of a slow walk, … Continue reading
must i whisper through this dark that you are the heavy light that sweeps through the tears of summer saying all we have all we are is an old cat boxed in by the smell of a new day promising that as long as it is alive it won’t forget what it was to be … Continue reading
more more than this you must give me more i am not armed for aimless love for the faded sundays under lazy fans the lukewarm spreading of a family dog the dispassionate mumbling between a blanket and duvet and the needless needing by tea left alone in the microwave i am equipped with … Continue reading
the following is supposed to be never again never again. * look and see that though you are hiding in the shadows the light was always you * if i go who will follow but the ghost of i still stuck waiting for whomever is gone and going elsewhere always away from i and i … Continue reading
hardly a confession so softly an eruption of a sunflower that is inelastic in the spring of a sleepy volcano scared of its own yawning heart of a poem pronounced as an exhalation followed by a deep buttery silence that is blooming to you saying that we’ll make more than love while we … Continue reading
and you said i was writing about us when i didn’t mean to because there was much still to do like not you but that is besides like not me but that is something else too which i have found in this writing about not us because there is nothing in nothing just the feeling … Continue reading
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