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"Godlight" by Noah Kahan
and all his other songs, album covers mostly variations of a homesick grayish-green. Acoustic guitar thrumming through the speakers in steady 4/4 time.
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thresholds
take me out.
knock me over the head with a baseball bat and drag my unconscious form
beneath the shadowed wall. into a wardrobe. a hobbit hole.
wherever you can think to put me, do so. i want out.
i want to make my mark
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what a week this year has been
I go through weeks like I do sheets of paper, or hair ties, or poems.
I use them all up but I can't remember what I wrote.
Years are like that too. Someone asks what I did last Monday
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The East Wind
The East Wind is a rabbi in a darkened shul. He sits pored over the Torah scroll long into the night, his back bent like a cane. People come and go and come again, whispering prayers for the needy, the hungry, the sick.
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hanukkah miracles
my walk home.
the 4 p.m. sunset already lighting the shamash on the horizon,
melting the mountains like orange wax.
lunch with my friends, onion rings & coconut yogurt
Loves
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Inspire
I need to create something that tears your soul open,
I want to write words so meaningful that it digs into the tiny corners of your heart that can't be found by anything else.
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lockdown
Imagine being in a place
that everyone promised was safe,
yet being chased
by a weapon
at the age of only eleven. -
voice memo poem about body image
I don't know what is wrong with this world to make a young girl think that her body, when looking in the mirror, is ugly because her tummy is full of food. Oh.
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Thread
Do you feel your head unspooling into the universe?
The strings are fraying at the edges,
irreparably stained with the stardust at the ends
Of the many worlds you stretch across.
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Sacred Holy Dream
Yes, Alice thought as she drifted deeper into sleep from within that lightless and beautiful place, make it stranger now. Make it all new again.
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mancini and mood lighting
a symphony of saxophone and jazzy drums plays
for a crowd of men in wide collared shirts and women in boxy dresses
in their hands are drinks
martinis and manhattans
with glistening ice cubes inside their glasses