Lost and Found

i spin not closely nor shine bright
And spinning, I blurry darkest night
she’ll wish for greatness and never find
One can’t get there, except in mind
i reach out ever, never know
The many things still kept in tow
That speaking isn’t speaking only
it seems to me summer never lonely
Some are always surrounded by the breeze
Former happiness and future ease
Not [...]

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Trust

Trust isn’t knowing that everything is going to be ok. Everything is not going to be ok. Everything is going to be scraped knees and spilt milk and shattered dreams. And you’re going to freaking love it (if you take time to reflect), because it’s an adventure. Because we’re so lucky.
Drawing on the picture as [...]

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Love of Perfume: Part II of IV, Opium

When it is April and I am indoors
Meager feats rush the ground crossing the floors
Slow as I see something new down the hall
Coming close to find between rooms is a stall
Women-for-writing setup for a class
On a cloth they sell some wares as I pass
Here hairbands hewn from some African rock
Here, like me, antique key missing [...]

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Perils of Heartbreak: A Rant

Warning: While writing this and thinking through it was incredibly helpful for me, it probably won’t be for you. And it’s long. Ridiculously long. So unless you’ve got tons of time on your hands and you feel that you really need a crash course in self-assessment (my self-assessment)–better skip this one…
My mom cut out the [...]

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Love of Perfume, Part I of IV

Whan that April, His sweetening rain,
Taunts me for I am stuck indoors again
Wondering at this pilgrimage through time
Wondering now at the path that we climb
Such it seems although the thicket and brush,
Dying, we crush it and pricks as we rush,
Is the obstacle we contend the most
Bearing distance and scars, of which we boast
As if distance [...]

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Isabella Stewart Gardner

Today I went to the Museum
To fill the void that aches
Soldiers at all the doorways stand
Not guarding heart that quakes
For surely when we drink a sight
Where beauty overflows
Heart frenzied overflowing might
Burst, as its love grows
If blind to self or new to art
(Else, with selfish baby fat)
Might think the heart or mind is smart
Risk ease for [...]

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Refuge

It is the chase gone sour
And suddenly the fire of passion
Is the dull roar of nausea
Pursued now by the gravity of loss
And memory of what is missing
Unsure whether it is
The act or the object
That is to blame
And that is well and good
If your hands are clean
But how about when yours
Is not the [...]

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Still On, Still

Not much to say about this one, I suppose.
Ok that’s a lie. Much to say.
Here goes:
Why
I really want to forsake the modern sentiment (seeming necessity?) that suggests: “job-security is the foundational element of your future life.” I see so many who then relegate the soul and their lord / their family / their happiness to [...]

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Love, Awry

Love, Awry
One cannot know the self’s shroud cast
How wide or else how deep
The chance for praise we hurry past
We’re losing while we sleep
Sleep walking through our days and love
So sure we’re not to blame
The dark shroud that we’re heedless of
It warms us just the same
We sing ourselves a subtle verse
Our camouflaging cloak
Grasp it tight and [...]

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