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I Am Santo

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Pinpoint eyelight in algae irises. Feral reflexes threaten the calm. Windows bar freedom but dispatch would bring death, so the battle is nature and we sit together at odds; roommates with claws drawn and accepted trust keeping war at bay. Fight or flight, it’ll never be what’s desired. There’s no winning when you were born […]

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A ruby eclipse and the stuttering ghosts of a vernacular ill-equipped to combat solemn notions. Swig the crimson, toasting the grim light and allowing bellicose yearning to tear spirits from limbs, souls run into hot exposures where they burn like scalps in the desert. Grape wrath, nocturnal bathing of a reckless unsheathed scabbard seeking dark […]

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Hey. Shine a light on me. Hey, hey, son. Shine a light on me. I can’t be down any lower than when my soul fell free, so hey! Shine a light on me. Know these days end as waves crashing on night’s beach. Where time sticks like mud in the seabed’s reach. When day seems […]

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Dance in the light, child. Know the gift of every color and spread your sweet vigor, enthusiastically melting hard cynicism with curious wonder. Dance with those rays as they flood rooms with winning fictions, your play and song. Midnight holds no sway over your smile, and darkness can find no purchase while your eyes shine. […]

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Listless skies, forgotten moments in the hymnals of ardent passion, and a pinched indulgence soaked in salt, sweat, fire and clinging need. These forests shredded, seas left barren and desert winds driving razor granules into the tender – crimson rivulets coalesce as words fail; as night mercilessly chokes. Were there only a way to suspend […]

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Could it be believed, the way the day transported us? The way it buoyed our stubborn souls on blankets of downy mist that rolled out of view like sheets left in passion’s wake? We spun in chaotic ribbons of light that flexed with our need across the striated order of days. Disobeying the flat rule […]

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Beat this riot of turbulent discord, shorting wires in the puddles of a Main Street where the huddled parade. Claxon earnestness screams for justice, yet hands fail balance and the rigors of responsibility cause soul tremble; edgy mornings that arrive as brilliant floods. Drowning, hands clutch a fist full of hardship, throat choking on the […]

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Those galaxies hover outside our safety. They swing hard destiny. They mock and whisper, shred our hopes into confetti sprinkled on the avenues of gravity, where the spin and weight of us expires against the whirl of substance. We bank on love to keep us tethered to home, but it ever loosens as nights forfeit […]

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Caught

Diving from the sun. Piercing eyes, a flare, the shine of a stare too long at hope and warm acceptance. Dance with the periphery, live at the corners with affordable prisms that skitter as insects under scrutiny, fearful of capture. Hold out hands, flex fingers and find gold play and coal shade drift with each […]

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Ghosts don’t travel in sunlight, but there they were, translucent and shimmering outside the gathering storm, souls reaching from a fiery heart fleeing discord. Even the impending torrential storm won’t quell this blaze. Gathering in the chest, ducking behind a rib, huddled into itself, the restless spirits will continue to nip at the heels of […]

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