Tagged: space

after two weeks and

two bruises into

two bruises into
the morning, counting only
the corners that i

remember – some days just shrink
a little, wrinkling our spaces
.
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when we dream, we

when we dream, we
dream for more
closet space,
more
shelving, never
for less stuff
.
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we all do it – make

we all do it – make
a little more room around
this time of the year
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: room

let us step out of

let us step out of
our light-bulb
moment, give it
a minute
or two,
and space,
to reignite
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: reignite

after a

after a
packed train
pulls away
from a

crowded
subway platform,
those morning commuters
who are left behind to
wait for the
next

train
turn into
choristers, huddled
together
in
sections,

arranged
by time and
gumption, over best
sound, heads down,
conductor-
less, tuned
out

and into
the digital
music of their
lives, primed for
the next set of
train doors to
open right
in front of
them
.
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i am on my way

in the unseen space

on departures and

recognizing only a splinter

recognizing only a splinter
of a fragment of how
the observable
universe works, i am stuck
wondering if somewhere,
in the constellation
hydra
, someone has
looked out her window
for the last time, a witness
to the collision, ouroboros
.
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