There’s a slither of tree between the white wall that the kitchen faces and where the windows end and a new sense of self when others around are searching. Climbing and crouching into spaces where I left my friends so many years ago There I am There I am! When I can laugh with […]
Read more "White sky rain"It’s a hot summer. You’ve just finished university, you’ve just met a girl. It’s that summer love, the ones you’ve had unrequited for the last 3 years. It’s hot in the city. You can see the glistening lights of high rise apartment buildings for the first time. You’re deep in it. Thin carpets, no air […]
Read more "Nights"Sharp sun mysteries There is a bird skimming across the horizon asking the grass to grow Blue turning I take the wings off the Morning and painted ceilings with white grazes remain A warmth melts through my back Slow fires wind ’round suburbs White clad, white dads froid threads on elbows There’s a beginning visible […]
Read more "Forest Hills Drive"Inverse fable in her cradle Geometrical shadows carve the white wall adjacent // Don’t conform to cons formed in Eden // Never wear Royal blue or follow that mobile of prospects and ignore the loud smoke levitating under your door spit out the spoon fed sins // Coded mirrors may mutate you daily in your […]
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