Move-in Day

The breeze carries sticky caramel sweat through long summer days with no lunches I have packed up all of my old worlds and have brought it for you tales of youth spoken through long-dried acrylic color chemical stories stored for good on yellowing canvas move-in day is unearthing unnerving revisits to past lives in past…

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Oblivius: A Gallery

There exists a dissonance when you finally acknowledge that which had previously gone unnoticed. It’s all subconscious consumption and blissful unawareness until you wake up one morning in a bed you’ve woken up in dozens of times before to find yourself someplace new– it is here you find yourself, once oblivious, now in love over…

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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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