Category: Writing
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The sting of a memory’s rain Blind, blindsided, like a car crash The hurt leaps back up Like whiplash Like… Read more.
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It’s the edge of night and my eyes hurt Too much heavy looking and breathing at the world On this… Read more.
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Dusk casts a copper-scented glow The passing on the paneled facade gently burns Memories on construction paper taped to the… Read more.
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I was getting hazily crazily drunk in a dream A Sunday afternoon nap was the proper portal Someone was on… Read more.
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If only I could grab myself and hold the wounds together. The wolves watch with piercing eyes. I smell blood… Read more.
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Tossing through the night Dreams of Madagascar and white offices These sleepers And these bleepers of the mind I don’t… Read more.
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The wide maw of sleep deprivation. Tunnel light etching scripts for the nausea people. The magpie man wants to blow… 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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Yellow emotions skid across the floor of the only grocery store. Longevity unfurls in the cinnamon rolls. The man in… Read more.
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On a day When I was blind To the world a bomb Am I the only one to see The… Read more.
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A red sunset is hanging in the sky A warm blotter of heat love Hanging on a hook in space,… Read more.
