Month: February 2025
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Alterpiece Coins in Loving Doubt and Regret
Fiscal grand dances like troubadours in concession An allotment of persuasion like guilt for the grand design Home and alacrity belts on personage and fealty coins Dedicated to their Maker...
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Freya Arde’s Cool River
Where the moon windows stop the pearls of contained catastrophes eclipse like borrowed phrases and stolen rhymes that even Paul Simon could not manifest disjointed within the heart of solace...
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Flightless Lieutenants
Show me the deciphered marsh layer the grocery barbed wire tenses alacrity trembling this close to the remote action Minnesota laymen and priests demur over infatuated milk and graceless presence...
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Silence and the Speaker, part II
While I am not at liberty to share the confines That led me to this half-true need for a confession I can say that charges in the address of emotional...
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The Silence and the Speaker
I am the watched and the watcher There is something missing in my machinery I am so preoccupied watching and being watched That I cannot see that it is only...
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The Book of the Second Servant
There are trees washing the alleys They have no perspective to know they are alleys There are no boys to taunt this servant Or placid driftways across the alley from...
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Emergency Cyclone in Buttered Persuasion
I have heard that God does not need a task to show me or deliver me uncertain I have heard that God is the mercy of St. Matthew And the...
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Hello, Dark Moon, citizenry defined
We took a walk to the basement allegorical waterfalls passed between us I felt sure he has seen God pass me over condemning me like a tree to be cut...
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Time to declassify humanity
Synchronized swimming of tadpoles on the march Like saturated soldiers in the condemned retched Earth We are a taxonomy of fools Let us move away and allow her to recover...
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Adrianne Lenker is a Memory Folded Before
(Re)calling those drifting moments inside the chorus; Where I did find a fragment of light, waiting for it, The memories are lost. I am retained in churnalism. Empty and only...