The house itself wasn’t very ominous. In fact, it sat perfectly still and quiet in the middle of the grounds. She wouldn’t say the ghosts or...
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Poetry – The Interruption of a Cape Cod Morning
Inspired by: As you look out on this, our morning, the mornings we have shared together in intimacy and secret. On borrowed time. I supposed I...
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i am your dream girl, the girl who reminds you how to love again. how to stand on both legs and walk again…
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The moon descends and sits where she once lay so close, rocking to sleep, I, like sand so
Continue reading...Poetry – we are still children
we are still children there is a certain beauty in it but there is also a certain danger to it we’re told to
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The overwhelming nostalgia of broken bones. Thinking we were rebels, all too ready to
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Knowledge is a tricky thing. You don’t seem to forget it, unlike misplacing your pen
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How do the stars communicate? Do they have a secret language? How do they know
Continue reading...Poetry – where i’m from
I am from the number three, from hand-carved toy chests and knots of computer cables
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