Monthly Archives: January 2016

the morning

we grew out of the soil from ancient coastal cities with music in their names we have forgotten the names of the cities the meaning of the rhythms we traversed the unknown unwillingly eaten by a thing we would come … Continue reading

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sirus blue cosmology

there was a time we watched the skies from a different point in the universe we saw even the ones that were invisible then cotton came we crossed the graveyard to serve cotton sugar indigo spitting out the eaters of … Continue reading

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rusty bucket promises

  some days seem like the best I ever had is a rusty bucket half full of water with a hole in it on good days I remember to be grateful for the bucket ┬ábe joy filled that when I … Continue reading

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The Long Distance Runner

I never was a sprinter- perhaps I wanted to be bleached concrete & bright lights smelling of broken dreams called to me since age three. But higher powers had a plan for me- ancestors whispering walk with great faith to … Continue reading

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promise

hands raw from work dedicated to writing their future carving a space for tomorrow to stand with rusted teaspoons in a land of bulldozers tenderly caressing the unborn future seeding it with possible in winters that refuse to end assuring … Continue reading

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wind walker

the wind at your back wraps your coat around you pushes you forward or lays you low the wind is ever at your back it will not rest so you can not time running behind the wind spilling away minutes … Continue reading

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juba for the teaspoon

there are things you know inside without being told the soul remembers it knows what we push down forget but you know the things that are not a question fever things burning inside they are the scent of flowers you … Continue reading

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