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This love blooms With galaxy center force Shaming light-stealing lusts, Rewriting time’s relativity. The past writhes Slick and parasitic But with its nebulaic charms Birthing shimmering futures From dusty tendril grips And oh how the firmament Pales in its white-knuckle press Leaking spent wishes between Void clogged fingers. Lofty simplicity summons suns, Questions quasars, Pronounces […]

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Why beat? Why strum the soul wire and set time with chest drum, the bass of your footsteps approaching like a solemnly timed dirge that creaks floorboards like dusty ivory keys in an abandoned house, deserted by a family on the run, the way rotting organs flee the dirty bones of a ribcage. It’s the […]

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I want to dream of you I want to wake to you Thoughts won’t be enough But it’s all I’ve got A pocketful sleep To bring me nearer The hours blinking by As eyes close night away And these longing thoughts Of your perfect breath In my ear The sigh of your pleasure An echo […]

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Careful. Don’t press this day like a nail underfoot. Watch each step. The pain will relent once the weight shifts, left, on the other leg, away from the sun and its perilous truths that stitch across a bruising sky with short arcs; seams leaking longing. Be mindful. Bring full force down and pain will shred […]

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Petie listened to the engine of the car. It was late afternoon and mom had been driving for forever. They’d stopped somewhere during the night – he remembered waking up and seeing the long white lights of a gas station overhead through the back window – but he didn’t believe they’d stopped since. And mom […]

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C’mon baby, drown in this C’mon honey, surf on bliss Watch the sky change Burn this grass blade C’mon sugar, give a kiss. Refract my light, girl Into prism glee Rainbow sheen pearls Your skin is free Wear this stain coat Sap from this tree The path chosen, babe Accept this need. Quiver, quake, shake, […]

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What a bright burn it had, incendiary ignition to propel the stars within reach and the past behind like scrolls of bad wisdom. The light danced and played like promises of great hope, hearts speaking loudly in the quiet spaces between then and tomorrow, but what’s next was always the gutterball toss down the alley; […]

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A hand on your throat Did you know it’s a note? To a melody shaking, No this isn’t a joke. Can you carry this, lover? Over shoulder, lost hope. An understanding, a lesson And learn how to cope? All reason’s stung, bleeding Into moments misspoke Into climates arranged And desires like smoke Disappearing in ether […]

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The skull crack violence of an August sky allowed warning, and yet still it trapped. Were they not aware of the overhead boil of the atmosphere, they couldn’t have been less prepared. But they knew. They stepped into the storm together, fingers laced and knuckles white, and stood at the edge of tomorrow as if […]

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