A hermit strolls in solitude, Through aisles of spectral hush; Each item glows in lyric touch— A loaf, a pear, a thought subdued. …
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We make a room by entering it. Breath before voice, heat before word. The space notices. It tightens, sighs, leans in. Curtains adjust their…
1 Comment“To the Forgotten Poet” But perhaps— you are not forgotten. Not truly. Your voice threads the dusk between radio static, slips between keystrokes,…
1 CommentPocketed Whisper they said don’t be too much so I became exactly what they couldn’t name and smiled when they stuttered
1 CommentIn friendship, it’s the extra call late at night, the remembered laugh from years ago— something unasked, freely given. In service, it’s the…
1 CommentHe drew the world not as it is— but as it might be travelled. Lines stretched taut like tendons across the muscle of oceans;…
1 CommentMaginot Maginot The walls were thick with will— not strength, not steel. We laid them down like pronouns in a grammar of fear, fluent…
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I look in the mirror, avoid my gaze, Trace all the parts I silently hate. My thighs feel heavy, wide, too thick, They never match…
Leave a CommentWords collect like morning dew on leaves— offered, absorbed, refracted— a quiet exchange in the rhythms of being. Voices scatter across a vast terrain…
1 CommentThe river speaks in hushed tones, its currents thick with secrets, folding into themselves— the weight of unspoken histories dredged along the silt. …
1 CommentI give you the crown of my heart Putting you on the throne in the centre You can order me to stay The dragon of…
1 CommentUnmoored, drifting— a face blurs against window reflections, is it mine? A stranger’s? No matter. Streetlights flicker in shallow pools, mirror-puddles swallowing neon, while a…
1 CommentThe world is too cold for me I crave the warmth of a human caress The softness of yr words I remember And I am…
3 CommentsThey said we didn’t have a prayer And that our love was a sham That one of us would take the pill But we prove…
2 CommentsI will not let the weight of old winds bend your wings any longer. You will soar, not for escape, but for discovery. We…
1 CommentFebruary is the month I lost my love No valentine to give But pulling out Cupid’s arrow The gash is mighty As it bleeds onto…
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You don’t recognize the eyes you once complimented the hands you once held the body you once caressed you don’t have the same interest you…
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Tears mixed with rain, Blood mixed with wine, And the blankest face covered by the glory if the moon. Wind overpowers little flames, Glasses shunning…
Leave a CommentA gentle smile, a steady tone, kindness held with careful grace. No harsh rejection, no retreat, just warmth that time will not erase. A hand…
1 CommentA soul refrains from distant quests, Throne, temple, summit—all forsaken. The answer dwells, soft-spoken, near, Its whispers carried on dawn’s breath. Kindness becomes…
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