stars spark in the blackened deep: fingertips of the gods (carefully holding in bright hands a ravaged planet, burnt flowers drifting down from each. point. of. contact.…… Read more “contact.”
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Memo # 12
I have finally instituted a writing day for myself. Non-interpretive, uninterrupted. Awesome. There is a rose on my desk from Valentine’s Day, I’ve eaten a delicious maple…… Read more “Memo # 12”
Earth
a dusky-green hilltop at midnight,on my back in prickly grass, gasping forair, and wiping the sparkling sea out of my eyesi feel the evergreenssparsely gathered here by…… Read more “Earth”
