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to wake. to lie there. to open apps. to forget immediately, or to ignore. to be pulled down, to gravitate. to rot, despite light. to feel dying. to peel away from the heat. to feel sticky, stuck. to wash, to brush, to take a dump. to forget (ignore) the hair. to forget (ignore) soap. to have a down day. to not get up all the way. to go braless. to feel the sag, irritating. to be pulled down, to gravitate. to decompose. to order Uber, and not tip. to be poor and mean. to feel choiceless. to drink tea, take meagre pleasure from an egg wrap. to feel like the egg. to speak to a loved one. to be a ghost. to love a ghost. to think of them. to clock in, to log on, to work. to be pulled down, to gravitate. to startle in october's sun. to be stirred slow like a crispy leaf. 

08222026 (deep end week)

Folding and unfolding

as a mode of finding

something. Bodies like

opposing ends of an

empty sheet.

Where edges meet, grow river,

joy, flower, grid, and grief, 

all pleated slow repeated folds

of silk in silver fingertips. 

Folded in like flour, maybe, 

folded like a dog-ear, maybe, 

folding like a tired spine, 

unfolding like a set of wings. 

Brought into the fold (not without

raw uncertainties), I find me more, 

I open, close, give and keep and

some things crease. 

What happens happens underneath. 

But also, 

paper cranes, 

fortune tellers, 

birthday card, 

mini zine. 

 

02032026 (love well)

i imagine a future where we learn to love well
fully and free, giving taking sharing generously
care that flows fearless unforced unfailingly
when things spiral off course, oriented against the source
imagine love every night like a north star guiding you home
love like shadow and brown tones, tangled in bedsheets
and somewhere a soft beat keeps the air sweet
cresting and falling like how cooling always follows heat
returning again like how hunger cycles with sleep
will you come back like how the shore always meets the sea?
letting ourselves love imperfectly, forgivingly,
well because we've dwelled long enough in violence grit and grief
well because shit's hard enough, loving is its own relief
love like a priority, holding humanity
like breath to chest, ache to rest, touch to flesh
love well cuz what we owe each other is an unpayable debt

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forgive me for being soft and broken,

forgive me for tears at the tired shores of my eyes

every morning, forgive that i hold pain as i hold love

as i hold hope as i hold life, unable still to rescue

bloom from thorn, forgive this flower of my heart that waits, 

and withers, mother, forgive the sadness at the bone, 

forgive the warm blood, forgive the skin and the scars. 

forgive forgive forgive

this human, this child, this life, this longing, this tremble

that curls here in this silent moment, holding on. 

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Incense burns down and smoke cools off. Steam from tea fogs my glasses for a moment. The cloud fixed on the horizon is gone when I look back. Everywhere, leaves are falling. Dust settles again on untouched places, and the body's knots need untangling every morning. Broken things heal and healed things stay a little broken. And somewhere in the middle, my soul rolls like a drop of silver water. Yesterday was rain, and today there's sun. Sometimes there's prayer, and sometimes there's silence.

09272025 (unburdening)

I give to the distant fog
the whisper of my tears;
to clouds that imperceptibly drift,
the dreams I've fiercely held;
to the great big arching sky,
the vastness of my love,
and to September's yellow leaves,
a season of my hurts.
I give my spirit to the roots that steady.
I give my heart to the earth that holds. 

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The sky holds secrets today like eyes that haven't slept.
Pink and bleary, greeting me in the morning.
Dear sky, what night have you endured?
What clouds blotted what stars,
making direction meaningless?
How light was the yellow light that came
like birdsong spreading like gold ink in black waters. 
The day starts dense, soft like the skin of a peach
that I kiss. Good morning, dear sky, returned from shadow.
Thank you for bringing me another morning.