Tagged: sense

let us be only

let us be only
one spice
away from
what makes us
different, or perhaps
two or three
spices away,
enough to tempt
our tastebuds
.
20190523:2107
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: tastebuds

seeing you for the

seeing you for the
first time in what seem like a
long time, the words are

jumbled, letters slip between
sentences, we pause to make sense
.
20190430:2356
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: slip

in the lifespan of

in the lifespan of
a black garden ant, mom nurtures
her garden so that

there will always be a sense
of home, from summer to spring
.
20180908:2236
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: home

in the shadow that

in the shadow that
is really wind, truth, waking,
our dreams are captured
.
20171216:2238
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even between you

even between you
and me are spaces that do
not have to make sense
.
20170522:2244
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we promised that our

we promised that our
mothers would not call
each other when you or
i die, that we would
just feel it,
long before the
conversations would
not take place.
you have a plan
to haunt my dreams
serenading our george
michael. i promise
not to be prepared,
so that i can be so
unprepared for
at least one thing
.
20170131:2310
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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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perhaps words are our

perhaps words are our
very first
spices, nestled
on our tongues
like lost and
found
treasures, waiting
to stir
one another’s
pots of
thoughts and
lived experiences,
make little
explosions,
calm unnerved
nerves
.
20161127:1111
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let us not forget

let us not forget
this feeling, even when we
have not quite
identified it – a gelatinous
persuasion of guilt
if you do and
guilt if you don’t –
stuck treading
words that have been
said, flutter kicking
into words that have
been left unsaid
.
20161029:0522
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some memories are

some memories are
one snap
away, in every
sense of
the word – let’s
get bitten
.
20151019:0800
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