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I Am Santo

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I stand easy, back straight, but shoulders sunk to hide an agitated nature. In my pocket is a hooked thumb, palm flat to baggy denim. It’s a casual facade, masking nerves and trepidation that I’ll drown in my own flood of words, mistakenly citing facts and spouting enough blustery opinion that the listener raises an […]

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When I was a child, this kind of cloud – especially with the airplane trail leading into it – would have terrified me as it looks so much like a nuclear impact mushroom. As an adult, I know it’s just a storm cloud blossoming, but that childhood fear lingers… #clouds #sun #nuclear #boom #scary #frightening […]

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So many believe it comes with ease, this curl of the lips, the reveal of these artificially strengthened teeth. Nights of correction and discipline, plastic guards pushing straightened lines to appeal. Reaffirming attraction, desirable tendency the bait for suitable match, this clinging hope surrounded every moment as if each laugh was a line cast to […]

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Never crawling, enduring the progress of long days as a stationary stay on sills, shining sun kissing shell, smile drawn silent, this everyday companion lightens the weighted beats of a plummeting heart. The effort of each day melting ambition, mirrors claiming age’s victory, the lines of worry gray streaks pulled through thinning hair, each hour […]

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Our guardian sat quiet in blue light, shrouded in black, a scar of segmented abdomen serrating and buttressing smooth defense. Protective stone revered by superstitious minds, guided to position by cautious, needy hands to drive away dangerous attractions, fleeting, curious venom arching, diving, stinging, hating. Validity’s swerving grasp proves elusive, yet it remains sat, resolve […]

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Release inhibitions and flow with inebriated thought through tough passages. Freed from the spiral of locks and closed doors each blank page thrust ahead, any suggested ingredient traps ink between two fingers, opening doors joining disparate worlds and allowing voices an echo into resonance line after line, composition from entropy. It’s the order of failing […]

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Focus lost somewhere over forgotten years, use’s quota filled with only dust pressing keys. Set for observance, glimpses into an aging past, antiquated and the bokeh for a crisp present sprung from small footprints. Letters still the thread, new needles weave words, rounder edges and softer volumes with sirens’ calls cast the world over. Pulp […]

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Low sky, sun drowned within an infinite horizon, stretched into death with a final breath of pink hue kissing night. Another life awaits, the sounds of crickets working their mating calls, and eyes search the dark for signs of light – of love – in those sparkling pin-pricks millions of years old. Traversing epochs of […]

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In this battle of habits, failing tendencies tug with innate ferocity, familiar as breathing. The commendable effort cracks in imagined perception, tasting of rotten fruit; sickening sour attached at the start of every intention with no memory of the sugar and salt awarded at each drive’s end. The pen falls simply, easily, leaving untold stories […]

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Walking through Summer, their locked hands discovered. She white with expectation and gentle apprehension. Him gray with duty and protective thoughts. The procession stood to greet their sun bathed entrance as children laughed and swam in view behind revelers and under cloudless blue futures. A man awaited to bind his future to her, gray seeking […]

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