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A Stolen Sun Dying on a Distant Shore

When the day’s given its fill, …..I am still. Lying here, an untied moor …..searching for some remnant of the coast. …..Your ghost haunts these shifting sands the most. With salty sighs, I realize ……….I am still searching for your … Continue reading

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The Significance of Skin

“Last time, I imagined myself as the kid. This time, the skeleton.” ― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars .. For now, we’ve covered everything we can with these veiny shrouds, this masquerade of muscle, sinew, blood. We’ve danced … Continue reading

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Forget the Alamo

.. and all those other things that happened in Texas. This one small world is vast enough for what I want to say. Forget the way she smiled as you were leaving; her eyes are lies no one has ever … Continue reading

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A Slice of Blue

(carry the one, bury the pi) . There’s a 3.14 (infinite, ad infinitum) chance that we are permanently entranced by all this sacred Blue. Do you want a sliver? A shiver of wave, a turquoise indigo pool to save your … Continue reading

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Epiphany upon walking through the woods on a sunny Tuesday

.. The nose hole on a skeleton forms a perfect upside-down heart. This is not something she knew before, or ever hopes to know again, but standing here ankle deep in shed leaves and waiting for sirens, she sees it. … Continue reading

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lost poems

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artists, waiting

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bury the blues

. tuck that indigo-go groove right down in your very soul. swallow the notes, and rhythm their roll, strum some mournful strain straight down, azure yourself some sun.   .

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More ‘Looking Back’ Poems

(Tryin’ to spare those of you who subscribe to me by email the triple ding.) Aching Backwards in a Deep Blue Sea Oh, I believe in yesterday. – The Beatles The backstroke be -comes her, be -lies the waiting sharks … Continue reading

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Lackluster Buzz

.. We mimic the moon, be -smirch her blushing face with gossip and a hurried rant of whim and wax and wane. We label stars, to name the countless critics we can’t touch; champion the sun to lower its deafening … Continue reading

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