Tagged: length

in our moment of

perhaps home takes the

perhaps home takes the
longest time to bloom, holding
back for years, even

decades, before suddenly
revealing itself – here i am
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: revealing

this gap we call the

back when we used to

back when we used to
exchange letters, everything
was more – like meeting

in grand central this november,
recalling the length of your hair
.
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you said time spent in

you said time spent in
microgravity lengthens
the spine, so that an
astronaut freshly waking
up to take the helm
would have to readjust
the rear view mirror
to see that the
world may appear
worse off than it
really is, find
new strength
.
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i no longer wait

maybe it is as

maybe it is as
you say –
the unfamiliar
becomes familiar
after some time.
and so,
when i look
at you, every
atom intentionally
turns
three-quarters
resistant, enough
to preserve that
mystery, stay
inescapably
enchanted
.
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being an arm’s

being an arm’s
length away
from comfort, we
can so easily
forget how
lucky we are,
use our hands and
fingers like
fiery weapons
.
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across the length of

there is magic in

there is magic in
a leap year, whether
we receive an extra
day or month. there
is latitude and
longitude to stretch
out these lengthy,
ancillary memories.
there is allowance
to indulge
, to
slip away to that
corner of our
brain that is not
averse to trying
something new,
just for today,
just this year
.
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