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Immaculate
Everything was immaculate once,
before the streets were swept
before the grass was only green,
and the sun was pushed to a corner.
Before we labeled the world beautiful to please ourselves,
dawn, -
Butterflies
Once, when we were very young, we went out to catch butterflies. Your father had given you a butterfly net for your birthday and the early summer air was warm and full of bugs. We walked down the old dirt road. -
Pride
I have had a headache all day.
It throbs with the seconds,
and headlines.
I have taken to looking at my toes,
just to reassure myself that they are still there. -
One Moment at a Time
My tree, with its small gold leaves, is shrouded in mist. The air is cold and thick as it trickles down my throat. It’s hard to breathe in the mornings. I wiggle my toes to keep them warm and pull my dusty blankets to my chin. -
Holding Hands
Sara held her hand and they walked down the street together. I watched them as I sat on a hard city bench, limply clutching a pastry covered in sticky white frosting. Their steps were tense, fragile. Sara’s grip was too tight. -
Bloody Solipsism
If my teeth were strong enough,
I would eat concrete.
My mouth is full of bloody solipsism
Jesus told a fig tree to die
out of pure spite.
And our hymns sing of compassion
Loves
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A Pablo Neruda Quote
“Qué será mi pobre patria oscura?”
“What will become of my poor, dark country?” - from “Insomnia” by Pablo Neruda
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Philosophies In Third Person
She began to realize that thinking thoughts in your head was fairly different than writing them down.
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Nature's Colorful Farewell
Amidst trees ablaze in fiery hues,
Autumn's touch, a painter's muse.
Leaves, like whispers, gently descend,
In nature's waltz, a timeless trend.
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Til the Storm Passes
Wind
roars through the valley,
the leaves cling to their trees,
holding on for dear life.
But the wind is too strong,
and soon they are lost to the storm.
Rain pelts anything reachable,
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Just Left of Luhman 16 (My Autumn in Colorado)
Spotted, spoiled-milk;
Look beyond these grimy walls
And see the horse tail
Brush into existence fierce vermillion stripes,
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Phantom pain
Houses that are green are one step ahead
From the ivy that will destroy them some day.
I think that ivy is one of my most favorite things about life.