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Truth in the face of lies

Truth sometimes behaves like an animal before those who would treat her so Truth sometimes bends over backward in submission to a flag Truth sometimes has to flee or be carried in a suitcase Truth...

Surfacing

Glittering, shining, a promise, a hope The sunlight of a new dawn, new day, new startings Bathing me in light, in serenity, numbing peace Washing and cleaning of all...

Beautiful Things

The phone call comes at 2 a.m. in the morning on Tuesday as I’m tucked in bed, not knowing the tears I’d soon shed... to tell...

La Petite Mort

Sit in the swirling silence; the darkness breathes across my skin. The moonlight paints the world in silver, All the stars you see are dead. The air contains...

Of Scarves and Snow Days

I nestled into the depression I made in the snow bank by the side of the road, knees pulled up to my chest as...

The Ruin Men

Little shadow man rubbing shadow arms back and forth and back and forth Powder trails flying in breeze that’s blowing through the ruined church. Grinding down the world to dust

Green Closet Door

The way the corduroy curtain hangs it leaves a sliver of the window uncovered. A thin gold laser scans up the blanket toward my...

Before Elections

’Twas the week before elections, when all across the campus not a student was caring, not even a frosh. The posters were hung on the wall...

Part Two

There is a beauty in the way we lie to ourselves, constantly enamored by the truth and all of its implications, yet still (desperately) trying to...

Master of the Flame

We still bear the scars from releasing the flame the heat of sun in a second, in a single flash on the people of eastern islands A cloud...

Solar Lunacy

Visions of a time gone by the world funnels into a greater gyre of widening madness; Hypnosis, blindness, the perception of things as they were A blank emptiness of nothingness sorcerized...

Writing

Pen stabs paper. Repeatedly, remorseless. As the words form furiously the ink flows as a heart pounds, beating ever faster, ever louder. Tension mounts, the air builds pressure, pushing eardrums...
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