Tagged: living

every moment, a

every moment, a
balancing act – to breathe, or
to hold one’s breath
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we slice into time,

the first day of the

the first day of the
rest of our lives starts like a
simple bouquet – matched

and mismatched, friends and family,
until death do us part
.
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we borrow life for

after trying out the

after trying out the
longitudes and latitudes
of several cities,

you sunk into the woven
hammock of new york with relief
.
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near the end, there is

near the end, there is
always a balancing act –
perhaps on top of
some rubble of forgotten
memories, perhaps
on the dagger
of just one
memory
.
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it is stated in countless

it is stated in countless
handbooks and hazard
identification trainings
that whenever a dust
layer of as little as one-
thirty-second of an
inch accumulates,
immediate cleaning is
warranted to prevent
combustion. i had often
thought that somehow, this
pain would be
useful, drawing close
each layer like a
comforter, a coat,
an armor, a potential,
not knowing enough
about chemistry
and vents
and letting go
.
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