Cat Over Clock

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Basil (with no middle name)

July 26, 2017 I tried to hold your paws, they were smaller, the same shape. All of us shrink when we age but sometimes we shrink early from within. I spent years timing the moments for your dinner, smelling your... Continue Reading →

Lost Pens

I like New Mexican dreams, thirty years ago i was a child running there. Twenty years ago I was wild running on a Florida beach, but I could see the veil both times and it got thinner as the years... Continue Reading →

Watching the Gray World

In the gray morning wake to find two eyes judging the moment when the sun interrupts this wet slate floating a waxing paradise of consternation. We're meant to echo we're meant to follow we're meant to hold on I couldn't... Continue Reading →

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