Sometimes she speaks
Others...
Don't listen to her
How she doesn't know
What she says
Before...
She thought
They could hear
Her thoughts
filled with speech a-
loud voice
You could tell...
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Doom and Bloom
And we wake up to a new day, the world crumbling around us. We try to put the pieces together, nothing makes sense- or fits- and yet everyt...
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Today seems like a good day to burn a bridge or two. The sky resembles a backlit canopy with holes punched in it. In California... -
This world is not for breath for feelings also come and go. As hard and light as Push and pull Go. Busy hands and bees-electricity, alter...
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