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Literature Text
before a family
materializes
we sit on our brushes
of air
and dream of painting life
into existence.
birds, perched
on the other side of the wall
mock us with their
zest for living
before dawn.
improbably, the loudest calls
now emerge from inside,
fluttering past the door into the trees.
materializes
we sit on our brushes
of air
and dream of painting life
into existence.
birds, perched
on the other side of the wall
mock us with their
zest for living
before dawn.
improbably, the loudest calls
now emerge from inside,
fluttering past the door into the trees.
Literature
Yesterday.
You used to show me your
skeleton, the secrets inside
of you, your marrow. You
run, you shut your eyes, now.
You shut your eyes at the color
of the flowers, the leaves, everything
is orange. I am gathering
acorns. I am wearing your mask.
Literature
Harvest Moon
You remind me of the harvest moon
tugging the shore from beneath my feet, of
rowing out to sea in winter with empty nets
till spring, of catching every breath
in crystals on the same forgotten docks,
Where gravity knots my tendons into rope,
my teeth into chalk and ash, and my eyes
into searchlights scanning the horizon
for the first ship that leads to you.
Literature
A Mountain
having spun
a mountain
on a record
deck, causing
earthquakes
when faultlines
strained to hear
the needle
reading trees,
streams, valleys
and crags,
it has grown
obvious
that Giza's
pyramids
could pass through
the eye
of a needle
but Atlas'
shoulders
could not
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my first attempt at writing post-wrimo, and in the midst of this new clarity I have found.
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oh my that is just so true.