Tagged: dull
in the east village,
in the east village,
a simple plea – please return
stones – as if each one
carries meaning, a story,
the dull weight of its travels
.
20210930:1959
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between the lines we
between the lines we
draw and the lines that already
exist, we are so
very good about staying
just fine, prone to constant breaking
.
20161021:0513
y
age rubs up against
age rubs up against
me, plays tricks with my
tongue, offers and
pulls away
the words i mean to
say. in a little
while, i will be
of no use,
and still,
we will hang on
to each other
for as long as we can
.
20150312:2010
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