October 6, 2018
Resting now, where gravity has sunk you, the dust settles.
Suspended in midair linger slowly descending particles.
Refracting and revealing re-imagined worlds:
Subterranean seafloor blue, or sun soaked dirt road beige.
Icy grey, like mountain summit mists.
Wherever you may be at this particular moment.
Seeing, as if with new eyes, the quality of the light.
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I wish you were here, my love
Staring at the empty space above
As above below, I sleep with doors and windows open
room beside me
When I wake I am passing time
in the mirror I watch as it all goes by
before my eyes
In my memory there’s photographs
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January 19, 2019
Existing in the space between two destinations,
like a layover in an airport terminal,
untethered from the surrounding chaos.
Moving parts coalesce in...
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