Category: Personal Essay
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Harry Potter glasses stare back at me. The undefined womb in my dreams has me catapulting thoughts and ideas. Why… Read more.
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Those bad mojo memories Coming back to foil and kick A decent day turned down low Shadow records play in… Read more.
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I stare at a blank mind. The paint has run dry. I have no color in which to recite the… Read more.
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A young girl fell out of a grocery cart in the meat department today. I was right there, looking at… Read more.
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A no hope sky scar laughs lenticular, a vision stretched, a moment cascading down a mountain of gods. I suffer… Read more.
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The Scattering
Anything that takes effort I back away from. Everything is overwhelming. Breathing is overwhelming. These persistent thoughts are overwhelming. I… Read more.
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A rusted, copper heart Salad gathered on the rung of a ladder Still feeling… I just don’t know how to… Read more.
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this angel skull of Harlem doesn’t sing or sink like the wind. it’s laundry day in Manitowoc, the MAT is… Read more.
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There was a heart in Central Park. It was lying there in the curled leaves and the grass saying goodnight.… Read more.
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A long morning yawns its mallow yellow yawn out there on the grass where the trees and the heart live,… Read more.
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