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i as the crow flies across streets and fields looking up to the wake of wings that passes me in subtle strokes on painted cloud skies they freckle a tree and scatter themselves across the whole roof of the church and i keep going i know where you find home from i find the walking trail then the hiking trail then the deer trail ends right as i am to- loud cacophonies obtuse and enraged by my encroa... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
on the train and everyone is looking at phones or listening to earbuds except the seat in front of me an open book splayed somewhere in the middle i read flashes at a time plunged into depths without context buildings and then neighborhoods and then cities pass the windows you cut me off mid sentence and flip the page or i linger and watch the view until you finish the page i could tell you i know... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
i found a leaf on my doorstep one that doesnt grow around here. i didnt notice it until it stuck to my boot. i peeled it off and examined it, green striking a sharp contrast the the autumnal bronzes and decaying reds and oranges around me. in neat calligraphic handwriting pyrography burned onto the leaf read Happy birthday --yours truly with the perfection of a steady hand to perhaps a magnifying ... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
we were sitting on a rooftop under busy streets and you told me i was a gargoyle in a past life. i said you were an old oak door in a past life. i wanted to ask if you thought we would both be gargoyles on the same brick and mortar one day body{ background: url(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f9/1f/21/f91f21c8d589f1088f858d117c4d6e36.jpg); height: 100%; background-posit » Continue Reading
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i was getting a drink. my usual. i watch the crowd. someone, is being flotsam and jetsomed from table to table. "um no, i haven't? if you'll excuse me..." a woman politely squints at you and turns back to her conversation. "have you read this poem?" a paper is presented to my face, face of the holder obscured by the paper. i looked at it once. then twice. looked around the room. and back at the pa... » Continue Reading
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my running theory now is that you are a galaxy. because every time you blush i feel you red shifting away from me. but my theory hasn't even run a marathon there is time-space for us yet. body{ background: url(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/4d/52/2e/4d522e71b13682ef04c66d6ffc27b432.jpg); height: 100%; background-position: center; background-attachment: fixed; background-repea » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
you know where we're going i don't. keep up i'll follow you until the moon sets. you're my best worst intentions. your fingers are soft rain when you pocket a watch your fingers are callous tree knots you walk every step a balance beam and this i can do i can do weaves and wefts through crowds i can run the wire keep up. you pull me. up to the roof. i cant ever say i fell in love because i know h... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
when you got a paper cut carnation pedals slipped from the wound and flitted to the ground you sucked your finger and spat some pedals from your mouth but your finger was healed. your finger print was the rings of a tree. though i held your hand and kissed your fingertip, offering what healing powers i could. there was still no way to count your age not years not young nor old not mortal nor immor... » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
the sky was missing some stars, and then two extra turned to face me, staring. i stared right back. you shouldn't look into the sun, this is common knowledge. two of them and you've become icarus with double vision. "you were looking up," you said absentmindedly picking up bewilderment at the end of your sentence. you had never spoke before. your voice was quiet but sharp in my ears. "i was." "... » Continue Reading
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i went to the riverbank expecting it to be dry, it always was this time of year, demoted down to a measly stream. i thought i saw you, it couldn't be you but i knew i just did. the shadow enveloped between two trees nickered and i stepped closer. it followed my every move and when i stepped nearer to the bank understood that to be beaconing. i kicked off my shoes and waded in cold licking up my a... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
i was catching the bus well waiting for it to catch me a sitting duck and behind the scarlet and pink last rays of sunset i saw you again standing across the street. your silhouette i of course remember it is an impression rubbing or maybe blueprint-white sun print in my memory. you were even looking up at the sky again. keen as a trickster as buses do my very bus passed by but the opposite direct... » Continue Reading
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