poetry
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Another Such Day
Rising, the volcano ashes, the sea levels, the fog in a dreaded morning walk. I can smell each of the season’s stereotypes. The public’s chatter in the stores, the back and forth of the clerks, the tapping of the cards in the POS.Memory is a spy dressed in black, walking a la pointe becoming undistinguishable…
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The Week Ahead
Still, the body, stillDaylight gnawing at our lone survivorPieces abound in piles of otherworldly debris.Which is earth’s, which is unknown in source?Metallic tesoros, alive, burning the storage room We modify time gaps as we perceive anxieties. Five days now seem like a round trip to the moon. 24 hours as a black pool of dubious…
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Singularity
As I lay on my bed I realize my mind is globetrotting. A big fragment of myself has been endlessly running without stop since early childhood. It has to. No one asked her to. She feels compelled to do it. The world starts weighing on her each time she slows her pace. Resting is simply…
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HARROWING NOSTALGIA
Fatherless, motherless sons & daughtersWhere are the unknowns to love us?I am curious about their privacies. The thickness of their masks. The pace in which they walk, the tonality of their voice, who they are when no one is watching.Are they aware of the countdown? I am no angel to sound the trumpets.I come with…
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Love Spell
I like you, loverIf I can have you not, I do not want youThe spell is brokenI become awake and consciousWhat a shame, lover, I was hoping ease would greet me into romance.I got a bit ahead of myself again, but it is okay.I enjoyed as you did and now I am praising Whitman’s poetry.…
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Diary Entry #1
Free will is maddening, I am one of those souls that are here for the ride. I want to enjoy my travels on sunny planet Earth. I become gloomy if I cannot go my merry way on some type of scenic walk. I start decaying. I become like old paint shedding from the walls. It’s…
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Lover
Come and touch me lover, I am but yourself in female form I can finally feel where I have been, I have tapped into the well of memory and rose to wake somewhere differently. I can tell you I have missed you all along. It pains me even that I have been so blind. I…
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Vision of the Spirit
I will say what I am afraid to say: I want a life full of romance. That is in part why I wish to go back to France. I was and still am craving to see Paris. I burst out in tears while at the aiport thinking I should forget about my luggage, think not…
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End of Chapter
I felt a distinct unease while the thought of him prevailed in me. A deep sadness would overtake me, a deep loneliness while being inches from him. My body would whisper to me to leave. And I did not and would not. Little did I know what would come next. A gift. Resignation. Disruption. Break-through.…
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Newborn Pilgrim
I sensed the change before we spoke. I shut down my system to everyone else but you. I fell in complete silence, I walked quicker than usual, I spoke firm and unfriendly. I realize that I dropped myself a while ago and have not stood up ever since. I used to feel excitement over the…
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