Daily Archives: June 13, 2016

it also rises

.. i am a monument of broken. spill of sea salt, smudge of ink, pink eraser dust apricot sky. i lie in soft tones of intricate eggshell blue. i mourn no thing; these cracks are where the last long golden … Continue reading

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scrubbing at the stain

.. we spill. ink, tears, sweat. over. under. through. yet, we fill our hours with the crazy can-do fog of sigh and silence, offer violence a safehouse of strange. we change ourselves for nothing. expect some thing to fill the … Continue reading

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