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I really almost die inside my sleep where the whiteness of squall and sea prevail as a gust of gulls swooped down and wassail in the salty air through which my thoughts leap. I crash in waves escorted by seaweed, … Continue reading

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Q: What does a king do on a snow day? A: Reign, beloved! What’s today’s mathematics? Understanding. Days with no dramatics but plenty of flair as our fears allay. I place more importance in the new day than in a … Continue reading

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I saw a man caress his father’s fate in a bar last week where raccoons did roam freely on fences while my wife did gloam about how men consume before they sate. I don’t know, I saw him almost fall … Continue reading

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Over him there sits a pall, resting dense despite the sun and sand of the tropics. He looks at the sea through clouded optics despite his tan skin, his body is tense. Kids throwing footballs near the wooden fence that … Continue reading

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Why spend all your time laboring over labor? Slaving away in your dark mind you forget you were once like the plover, spanning continents in patterns undefined. What happened to that flight? You took cover in a warm, sticky place, … Continue reading

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The stack of paper eternally grips my entire neck as I revise papers and I decline as my spirit tapers while beeswax falls as each candle drips on the bottle it is in. Purple strips of wax stretch themselves like … Continue reading

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An open mind is what the body seeks. Embodied wisdom is the truest form of life in nature’s panoramic swarm full of living things. My skin sweats and leaks as I jog around the track. My mind streaks back to … Continue reading

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