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Dying but Never Dead
One shape becomes another. We are who we are. But who we are isn’t permanent. The color of the sunset is not to be mistaken with the color of the sunrise. We don’t switch the ending with the beginning....
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Music Journal: “Seasons” by Future Islands
Most of my life has been a personal sort of arithmetic. A type of mathematics designed for a person who prefers imaginary numbers over integers. Consequently, I add postcards to the dashboard of my car...
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on the Lake
they will remember you for the way you give and give. reflecting the morning light. washing gold to the shore. they will remember you for your summer clothes and the way your fingers curl. in the...
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The Color of Blood in Black Lights
I recognize my shadow in the evening sun. I recognize my voicein the breeze at dusk. I recognize my hopes in the birds that fly inand out of sight. In and out of sight. In and out. Like a needle...
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Theory of Returning Daylight
Perform yourself. Circa this morning 2014. Assembled approximately after 27 years. More or less erased and then resketched. Your smooth escape in and out of your own body. A jawline of stubble to evoke...
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Against Exhumed Moleskines
I am stitched into the fabric of classic american traffic. I have my finger on a map made from internet debris. If tonight I find myself struggling to write my own attempt at forgiveness. Then I will...
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Statistically Rainwater
half of her photographs are still hidden under the mattress. the other half have been cut by scissors. someone should thank whoever invented smokless candles. and flammable water. she walks in barefeet...
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The Various Parts of a Loud Noise
Bloodless. A person unfolds from place to place. but how many times? same as to erase, efface, remove as in a fugue [to explode a theory] (ideas, culture, etc.) as of juice a pressing out into words....
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The Air Breathes You
From moment to memory to moment, time moves back and forth, taking us with it. The spark and the seed and the sea. It’s a journey of a thousand words. Finally, you will find the perfect name, and city,...
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Desire in 17 Syllables.
This is what I know: you will renegotiate your contract with skin.Filed under: poetry
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