Category Archives: Musings

Until Then…

I find myself in need of help. There. I said it. What a humbling and unexpected thing to say. A crippling thing, really; it leaves me hunched, almost crying, grappling for words, not wanting to say anything because to be … Continue reading

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Zaha

she blew in on a hurricane a designing whirling dervish she carved curves in concrete bent buildings with her will tore men from podiums broke steadfast barriers and rules she threw our cities into space and dragged us headlong into … Continue reading

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swapping six

you can have your six parties you can have your six business lunches you can have your six makeup lessons you can have your six tech fests and when you’re done you’ll find me outside on the grass tending to … Continue reading

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Dropping Out

i’m dropping out of all that useless shit i used to do to inflate my ego judge me on my words they’re all i am and all i have anyway a body sags a job ends faith wanes songs falter … Continue reading

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Chasm

on this side a heart a catalogue of memories a forest of flora and fauna across the divide a genealogy of strength a clean slate a circling of the wagons

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Soar 47 Times

these words these birds sing my story before it’s even lived cavorting canaries flocking headlong into my future impatient, decisive they flirt and zing across the calendar goodbye January blues so long February love songs rat a tat, rat a … Continue reading

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Shape Shifting

In my sleep I touch your face And you don’t pull back. Your skin is stubble-covered And tickles my fingertips. I gently trace your jaw And you lean in. Our lips touch, Our tongues meet, This dream is About to … Continue reading

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