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worst case: the clocks don’t wake.

… no tick-tock rock a -bye to try and tease me into animated state. no hands to take the day in stilted seconds. no numbered phase. no captured trace. no era caught. on second thought, you tease, ………………..yes, please.   … Continue reading

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cobbling it together by the light of the moon

best case , we face our fears taste this tum -bled why, ………….fly on wings pur -chased with sorrow. worse case , we trace our tears along this star -scarred sky, …………….try again to -morrow.   … In April, we … Continue reading

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Aubade for a Sky Cracked Open

  Mourn that moon, gone too soon, swallowed whole by ombre blue and egg yolk rising. Perhaps she’s got work to do on the other side, as we run and hide and vow of silence in the drench of dawn. … Continue reading

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