Turning the Decade

The last few days of the decade are nigh, and I just realized I haven’t made a single post here since January. How can a whole year have gone by since I heard the Strokes and made a post about it? It’s easy for me, as a creator, to look back and feel lost in…

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Oblivius

untame me soft and unfocused the universe spins and shrinks around me I am a giant in this chromatic aberration yet I am absent, fragmented light dancing for stained glass galleries consume me with your color fringed eyes express movement with me fluorescent intent in each of our strokes— flat black paint pulled across alabaster…

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Roots

as the façade slips away, shaking off the loose soil, you stand. scraping the dirt built up beneath unkempt nails, you were once comfortable here. memories fray like strings: tendrils now tiny threads thin and frail. carve a hole from sand. construct a dusty semblance of home. from sediment and rock, snakes replace the insects…

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