Tagged: identity
we fit in when we
we fit in when we
least expect it – it only
takes permissioning
.
20200731:1748
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if we have made it
if we have made it
in this master narrative,
there will be versions
of ourselves that we will not
recognize – how do you do?
.
20200428:1859
y
the beginning of
the beginning of
the day and the end of the
day meets up, nothing
has changed, not really, papers
shoved around, hearts locked in place
.
20180620:2126
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: locked
there are already
there are already
arguments to your arguments –
we are all so good
at gift-wrapping ourselves in the
shiniest and smartest posture
.
20180619:2120
y
** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: posture
there is a sense of
there is a sense of
disconnection here,
on the four-thousand-
seven-hundred-fourteenth
year, raising red lanterns
because everyone
else is doing it
.
20170128:1646
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at any given
it’s hard to pinpoint
every one-sixteenth
every one-sixteenth
of a second, we peel off
an identity –
we could compare notes, but we
would already be lying
.
20150325:0905
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three a.m., and i’m
three a.m., and i’m
a fissure, two
narrations of
myself sundering,
one towards
daybreak, the other
still fastened to
the umbilical
cord of dreams
.
20131027:1010
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