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Poetry

Countless

Numbers have captured me countless times: following their rhythm synchronizes the space between breaths; unfolding their patterns provides proof of nature's spiraling grace; even counting, simplest of all, lets children collect handfuls of vanishing stars in the endless night sky, placing each one in an inventory along with a few
Sep 28, 2021 — 1 min read
Poetry

Despair

When the iron angel visits, cloaking you in her thick presence, do not tremble and do not forget that there are deeper realms where she cannot go: through the cavern beneath the base of the rib cage, where the darkness is more ancient than the starry midnights of younger, more
May 28, 2021 — 1 min read
Poetry

Westerly winds

Westbound and head first into the unrelenting swell—a thunderclap crescendo refusing to release crashes over the plains, electrifying the frenetic dancing limbs of the cottonwoods, kicking up their fallen leaves for one final waltz, leaving no space for imagination—an invisible stampede flushing the cavernous west with bone dry
Apr 19, 2021
Poetry

New moon

My eyes opened on an Autumn evening, drawn to a deep loss: the fading impression left by a familiar figure slipping out of reach. He drifted down the hallway of the house, which was no longer mine, always facing away, disappearing before I could ask why he was leaving, where
Feb 15, 2021 — 1 min read
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