On the wet grass, I lie there. The blades touch the back of my neck and dampen my clothes. The dirt is wide and alive and ready for the clou...
Daily Poem on Consciousness 7.13.15
Oh, to ardently admire, and to be admired in return. It is the night rain after evenings and evenings of dry thunder.
Daily Poem on Consciousness 7.4.15
Parts you thought you once needed: -baby teeth -hair trimmed off -skin replaced by scabs -nail clippings -leg hairs -your appendix -...
Daily Poem on Consciousness 7.2.15
You're sitting close and you stay close but not close enough and my hands declare war on my judgement.
Daily Poem on Consciousness 6.30.15
"The best part of the roof is over this way. Here, let's start with where you are." He picked up her hand and placed it over h...
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