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How soon is now

How far is the distance between your fingertips and mine Interlocking laces reaching grabbing Weaving and intertwined like vines of thorns and flowers scented sweet The alchemy of mysterious gestures palmar grasp reflex Instinctual What is the average of your inhales and my exhales Terrible stretches of small eternities When you hold your breath It… Continue reading How soon is now

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coming home

The leather squeaks as I shift nervously The plane comes in to land, fidgeting fingers showing the race of my mind Butterflies seems an inadequate description Turbulent, rocking, riling in my belly A flock of harried crows quarrel in my stomach Snakes and spiders and bugs creep and writhe Tap tap tapping the seat as… Continue reading coming home

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with starlight feels

I look around At where Î find myself Today Body tingling with starlight glistening glimmers Feels a łot like hope and independence Never dreamed I'd be here I still dõn't... Not technically And I don't need to Because I am here LiVing in the moment Not momentarily But monumentally Importancė and greatness Seeing my own… Continue reading with starlight feels

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my hands, waiting

My eyes are closed My pillow stretches out before me, endless It has never felt so blank empty Now that there is love to fill it I listen to the sound of your soul pouring out of your mouth And I cannot stop from smiling Words have never felt so intimate Never felt less like… Continue reading my hands, waiting

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I’m an adult, I swear!

There is nothing quite like living with a parent when you are an adult to make you feel like a fucking child. I have a number of friend people in a similar situation to me. Finding themselves in a space in their life where they have had to either move back home or simply share… Continue reading I’m an adult, I swear!

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my freedom, waves

Vapor rings dance out of my mouth as I think of all the things I have done Sleeping in a double bed First time in two years Space has never felt so cozy He, a paper weight on my ink-stained soul It is nice to finally allow the breeze to take me where it pleases… Continue reading my freedom, waves

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making, love like

Our future In the making Love like silent intensity Eyes and smiles and no words spoken Communication I adore, slowly at first and then all at once Passion building, skyscraper high like drugs I am addicted to you I jump and you fall into me, falling together You take only what I can give and… Continue reading making, love like

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through this year

"Good bye" the last words spoken. My past me left behind in a haze of cigarette ash, cruel words and bloody feathers strewn. Sworn to myself it would be the last last time. I gave you too many finalities. I gave you too many second chances, second thoughts. You gave me too many "I'll never… Continue reading through this year

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a river’s daughter

At the water's edge Day dream stares, down into the depths Her nightly vigil searching for shadows Signs of life, of ghosts Never knowing what she was looking for Understanding not why she longed to dive down Lay on the ocean floor and waiting, breathless Waiting for? A ship's hull lullaby sings in her sleep… Continue reading a river’s daughter

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here comes the sun – the reality

Sun peaks round the corner Shining golden through the curtain of my hair A cool breeze traces atmosphere fingers over my skin And I realize I was daydreaming I look up and look around The sun-warmed air is salty sweet Such a pretty, blue day How long was I gone? Feeling like I just woke… Continue reading here comes the sun – the reality