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ounces
I am sleeping here left to grow wings to fly on my own legs seem to tremble unsteady reassemble standing at the starting gate every day the same race I am floating here wings seem to tremble unsteady and bumbling progress measured in ounces have to celebrate the light with the darkness finding strength in…
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Sandman
hey there sandman. I see the salt at your feet. The tears that have dried that now you push aside. Piled high like mountains in your way. And i wave until the sunrise steals the last of you. Eyes too much to see. they do not sleep. A mind cannot rest when it wrestles with…
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Don’t
I don’t have anything to say I don’t know what to do today I have shut the curtains against the sun hearing the call to come out and play smother it with blankets over my head all day all day come out and play come out and play I don’t know what to say blankets…
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DREAM
About 98 percent done. So I want to post. This is my dream piece. A lot of meaning here. So let me begin. A few days after Caleb passed, I had a dream. I was standing in front of my aquarium, Caleb was standing just off my right. I was looking at my fish, the…
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FORWARD
I am doing lots of painting. I am pretty sure there is not a single article of clothing that does not have a splash of paint on them. Not counting bra’s or underwear, because painting in my unmentionable’s is a level I have not achieved. Yet. How am I? I get that question a lot,…
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