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Painting Over Scars
There is a world,
it’s time to remember it.
We aren’t the only ones
inhabiting this planet.
As we frack
the world cracks,
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Falling Words
We reach for the sunlight,
as it
leaves us shadows
of the mountains
in the meadows.
We look for
the milkweed,
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The River Speaks
There is a web and it holds us.
Pieces come apart so we help rebuild it.
We are a species that has forgotten our place on the web, so the earth reminds us.
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Ashes
Ashes carried by winds choke me.
Hear the cries as flames rise.
A red sun burns above me.
I can't see the end yet.
The sky is far too hazy.
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A Way Your Spirit Knows
Finding the voice
that is nestled
deep within
is like unfolding
a pair
of shimmering wings
That voice
that has been covered up
hidden away
and muted
to your world
Loves
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When You Are Old
When you are old
Your skin will become like paper,
And your bones will be like the wooden ribs
Of a lantern
So that the world will see the light in your chest.
But I don't need to wait -
I wish I was bigger
I wish I was bigger.
I wish I had a little bit more muscle.
I wish there was more between my skin and my bones,
That my ribs wouldn’t show when I take off my shirt,
That I wasn’t made of tissue paper.
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The sun
you're not
leaving yet. no,
i'll glue your limbs to the pavement,
lower your waving hand,
tell you
something to make your eyes crinkle
again.
again,
again,
again.
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Bittersweetness in the Air
at the beginning of the end
you went to shake my hand
i followed it with an embrace
for i could not face
what i knew would come
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I Am Someone Who
I am someone who is waiting on a dock in the middle of the night. There is a gross, green electric light shining on me. There is something out in the waves.
