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the youngest wish of my brother.

My brother once told me that if I whistled at the northern lights they would take my soul away I’ve contemplated, I’m the evening of dark times. To whistle so loudly that the world would stop to Hear the sound … Continue reading

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pray FOR solitude AND blue

I’m not scared of vitriol                                      or the pleasure in my name.  You pray (for me) in coincidence            … Continue reading

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this is not home.

I pray for a time when I’m going to die. Unfeasible I’m sure. One can try. My polymer sweatshirt is warm through the dye. My time on the moon for broken lies is cut at the strings so it can fly high. … Continue reading

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thoughts.

she had a dream that he was waiting: as hemingway raps through his mind in a chattering pace like rays of sunshine, he’s okay with that because it shows him comfort in the power of vulnerability. and oh, how he … Continue reading

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Yo Soy Parte

As good as Spanish wine, I’ve seen the landscape’s eyes. It’s neither green by the sea or dry by Madrid but it’s blocked and tiled like castles. I cannot judge the square of Spaniards.   Ciego to culture are my foreign friends. … Continue reading

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