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March 27, 2017


It makes my head spin When I feel it Pulls me into a vortex of contemplation Alien. I feel alien here. And it cannot be Only […]
March 27, 2017

paper trust

Paper trust. It was just between us. Pouring the inside out without an evaluator. Without the pressure of righteousness. It was neutral territory. It could always […]
December 10, 2016

hungry fire

I kneel before a hungry fire. Mouth gaping orange-black teeth gleaming. It must be fed and fed and fed again Fire keeper. Kept by fire In […]
October 30, 2016

the leaving

The leaves. The leaving. The way we feel aspects of ourselves used up dropping off. Effort to ease. Change is what we fear and yet pine […]