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29/05/2023
troubled in a backstate alley, i am bemusedby all the chalk names i see, though they are rarethrough the brave flowers growing out of bricks and cement i see a name, it reminds me ofa friend of my mother—she used to have lots of friendsnow i worry that, when she sits in front of the…
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26/10/2023
i feel unlike the last 3 months, todayenergetic. comets and newspapersi start to remember my youthhow it used to go bywithout ever acknowledging the truth torment me on the sidewalk, heat-seekerfor i have seen your beautyand gracefully rejected it and,i will stick my hands into the waterfor the very last timethe final radiance of the…
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23/04/2023
my mouth my mouth could be it that it is only for making sense for another,turning sound into meaning.but i find the meaning does not matter wheni put mine on yours the green hills, what waits for me over them?i could be hoping it is you,but you are right beside me, no?or is it that…
the fulcrum point 