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Rib to Rib

In the face of chaos Spring shows herself to me. Beyond measure of my body The length from toe to head, width of rib to to rib I’m just with myself. But I can be with everything else, stuck in... Continue Reading →

“the best year of my life”

I wanted to toast to you all growing near me in the still night ice surrounding our attempts at living in safety safety is in your arms safety is in the walls between 1st and third sandy and alder where... Continue Reading →


Dear Emily, She conjured up ghosts for me and left them in the alley haunting the exits. The cold wind blew my hair into my mouth as I touched a poet's velvet patched elbows. Another perfectly written scene. We were... Continue Reading →

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