Tag Archives: journey

Because I could not stop

, ghost me a whisper-dawn, scar-curled meltmoon setting in her shimmercloud sway. shadow me a sonnet-grin, an open jar of sparks, spilling bubble-breeze. this rose has thorns. (cue tattered leaves, green, twisted in melted breath.) my friend, fool death. skip … Continue reading

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Do we call it a pit, or a stone?

.. The center of the earth is hot, they say, but I believe the core is cold as ice and twice as dark as this midnight sky. At any rate (or speed, of sound), the journey is too long and … Continue reading

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