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Wearing my whites in the garden.
Wearing my whites in the garden.
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alderpoint morning
alderpoint morning//emeralds on our pulse points line a trail to creationwe are smoke beneath the sequoiakaleidoscope visionthough the leaf of a madronehere the ins and outs of the universe spring summer//sun shafts of lightpour…
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My day five prompt: Write a poem in the form of a grocery list. 🌿 arrowleaf, balsam root pearl
My day five prompt: Write a poem in the form of a grocery list. 🌿 arrowleaf, balsam rootpearl everlastingthis is North and East of here laminaria, sea palm fronds, bladderwrack (marker 47) Salt Point…
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jackson
said you your lithe hands so genteel too graceful why so callus do you have you work like the big men I will have to I leave you at the byway and leave me…
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Orature for Big Papa -Funeral Time in Guékédou for my 5th Husband
From this world into the next and you will never again eat the couscous pounded millet and cooled water i bowed down to give you my king tyrant of my world you are done…
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Coffee with Édith Piaf
Daybreak// Édith Piaf pours ourcoffee today in tinycobalt cups we too are torch in the alleywaywe chit chat aboutFrida’s lovers how we can still hearthem remark on Diego’sfaintly tinged green skin and how Alejandroaas…
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Dark Magic
Crescent moon. Coyotes play in the back pasture, throwing their voices wherever they want. I know better than to believe them. Laying on my back in the dry grass, a star filled sky. I…
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portal to one of my other realms
portal to one of my other realms
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Twilight
nasturtiums, monkshood and one datura blossom in the outdoor bath// here opium floats in our tea// we are eating warm bread from the jew baker, wild boar sausage and smoking cigars after midnight// driftwoodsmoke…
