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Unspoken
These are not words left unsaid.
These are simply words.
Unknown.
On a blank canvas of alabaster
as solid the stone that m..
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Mine
I don’t feel yours anymore.
Was I ever?
Like a cozy pair of worn-out shoes,
my favorite.
That’s h..
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ExhaleEthereal eternal presence,standing tall against the hushed horizon line.The western sky casts shadows amidst the energy of levied leaves,watchin..
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Firefly
Warm
vernal air
swells
taut around the approaching woodland night.
Puffs
of soft white light
dance
and glow in silence,
..
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Forbearance…
Waiting…
in the hush of humming fans
and whirling birds.
A clunk-clunk in the distant
distance,
a swish..
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The Collector
With
firm, quiet resolve it sits,
steadfast,
flat upon
the supporting podium.
Once
opened fortuitously
to a
page of ..
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Glass
I stand.
still
as the
sand slips silently through my hand.
Time…
Looking out
upon the vast horizon,
there is
nothin..
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Delirium
Darkness
envelopes the tiny cracked lights,
breaking
through shadowed crevasses of slivered moments.
The
uneven fragments bounce ..
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Amends
What is
an apology if not absolute?
Words on
a page?
Letters
in text not received?
How,
then, are they different from any other..
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ImpressionFor a moment,there was a flicker of something familiar,something woven in the cheesy smile,something sacred and warm.For a moment…aft..
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