Treading Water

i stare at my feet taking life too seriously, hunting for shadows in the prismatic deep, while the sun is before me. . indolent fish bear my curiosity with a mutual stare, refracting and lacking a capacity to yearn for inner perfection, or to wonder why the whorls on their scales are as individual as […]

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Valorous

maybe… if i cover my face i will disappear into a demarcated sphere of the self forgotten spun cotton scarlet fusion of quarantined domestication a well-trained stoic reactive straddling the skin fence of boundaries and barriers fluid mosiac flowing through the weedy hair of wonder one eye wary of surprise and yet i curiously seek […]

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Luna

the moon  pours its light into the sea, motioning long  rolling swells to slap  the dozing granite, as stellar fireflies blink their love stories in morse code. salt spray  licks my heels  like a rambunctious pup as the orb weaver’s  masterpiece is hung to dry. she retires beneath the surfer’s pier which is gargling  the […]

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