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a poem about beholding
i would have held your hand through the extended dark. i hope i did, somehow not with the pressure of staying, but the gravity of witness when the…
Feb 17
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TEAM ANIMISM
IT ALL LOVES YOU BACK
Feb 2
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a poem about resonance
blind lamb walking into shearing shed mouth the others have already lain down in the wooly dark and stopped trembling trust is a small muscle under the…
Jan 23
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a poem about defiance
this story starts as stories do - with arrogance of man he poured the asphalt - steaming night anointing mortal plan young root - a mighty tendril…
Jan 9
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a poem about forgetting
oh shit i shit the proverbial bed i smashed a few precious hours in our numbered precious hours i smashed them to smithereens i laced them with old pain…
Jan 3
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a poem about population
there is a cricket in my kitchen pioneer in foreign realm solitary nation beneath vaulted cupboard heaven when day leans low and weary he files one wing…
Dec 18, 2025
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a poem about asking
i don’t know you the way amanita doesn’t know the dark only that it keeps growing toward it anyway i am an origami continent smooth obsidian shard small…
Dec 8, 2025
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a poem about contact
silver comma on the swell a thunder folded small ocean sent its living rune to echo hoary call i bent above the water’s seam to meet the child grey and…
Nov 29, 2025
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a poem about oblation
i wonder if i seem a plump infant hand gripping the hem of eternity’s sleeve with force too fierce for its little life i wonder if the Magnolia knows me…
Nov 20, 2025
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a poem about process
all is well take a deep breath repeat after me: the sky is splintering it’s happened before bloodlines are ending the star is collapsing in on itself…
Nov 11, 2025
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THE RIGHTEOUS BRAT
STAY PSYCHOTIC. GET YOURS. NEVER APOLOGIZE.
Nov 7, 2025
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a poem about mirrors
here i am let it ring across the canyon here i am proud and square hugging the mountains hello friends don’t show up empty-handed i offer my much…
Nov 4, 2025
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a poem about salvation
it’s midnight the sun is shining i don’t think that’s strange at all fingertips dripping concrete aluminum running down my chin welcome to shimmering…
Oct 29, 2025
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a poem about ground
The dirt is doing it’s perfect work The beetles are eating the worms are eating The larvae are eating the rinds and cores and spores are eating The…
Oct 21, 2025
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