Bella Notte

together we mourn the mostbeautiful nightlest we forget its truthfulnessto us–forgive its burden unto us nostalgia takes hold in thedark vacillating between deceptive longingand the sincerest of acheswe can do nothingbut feel. the stars of tonight will foreverburn themselves into the back of our throats, buried but there when called upon. Thisis not lost on…

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Dunes

a song is muffled underthe weightof thousands of tons of sandunder the weightrocks breakand on the limestone, I laylistening to the night You cannot see your handsbefore you, but they are orange.stained from the dustthat coats the wild dog’s fur. you, small and skinny,misplaced your desert lover:vulpine and wily you found your wayhalfway across the…

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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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Inches

Staccato breathing mechanically makes the air move in and out short and frantic shrinking consciousness like flesh rotting from a carcass insufficient surface area left to save to graze disoriented and abstracted reality stinging and dizzying inches from dancing for eternity

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