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have you met

  -a four? the sun’s a butterscotch candy on hungry tongue. those stars are pinpricks; the sky’s a scrim, the moon its door.   meant this five?  waggling fingers in song, stacking words to walls; palming psalms and silence. her head a cloud, her heart a poem.  all that’s … Continue reading

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Wandering This Museum Floor, Barefoot

.. Some things aren’t meant to be known, but we have grown them deep, from seed, and whispered them into pearl-earring portraits. How do we stop ourselves from becoming melting clocks? Abandoned suitcases on paintbrushed stairs, empty chairs at ramshackle … Continue reading

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