#healing
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Bloom

Of clay and rock borneSo crookedly grownBlown bare by the windRoots shallow in stone Reach limbs from seed sownCut greedily backLow from the harvestSurviving in lack Unable to bloom Sharp shear and scythe hackKeen takers carve looseShape weapon or fuelNew growth to reduce Sole value in useSap soothing the sickPotent the poisonFrom spindle thorn’s prick… Continue reading
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Moonlit Mending

Curving needle shines on highRises with the fall of nightPulls on bloodflow like the tideBinding lifeforce far and wide Spooling frozen breaths that riseAtmospheric thread through eyePlanet rolls the ends to tieHoles to make to mend torn time Piercing through burnt velvet sky Astral medic sutures whereTime left wounds both broad and bareEdges spread by… Continue reading
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Sanctuary

Push to start, stall raging heartPrayer of safetyGet in gear, sleeve up the tearsDrive to escape me Move to drown, in blaring soundThoughts that would break meOne more trip, white knuckle gripNight roads erase me From heavy homeStrike out aloneIn sanctuary Find the dark, drive fast and farPrayer now screamingBack the din, four-minute hymnsBeg intervening… Continue reading
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Blog: T’is the Season

It’s been a bit since I wrote last – anything at all, even to myself. People often refer to losing momentum as a function of the holiday season, everything being so ‘busy.’ The adjective I might use instead is ‘loud.’ Every man-made object in and out of the home has a screen that is shouting… Continue reading
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Blog: 45th, 444, 222 and 3rd

The past nearly month and a half have somehow been terribly full and also achingly slow. When the days start to blend together, it’s important to stop a moment and reflect on each of the moments pror. Since coming here 45 nights ago, many days have been structured similarly: This ritual set has numerous purposes… Continue reading
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Pillow Talk

Head down for a conversationFace wrapped tight to block the lightCurled fists under chin in safetyFrom or in what’s shown tonight What do you want to surfaceFrom beneath the din of dayWhere movement drowns the messageAnd my masks keep you away Darkest hell or tailored heavenSo real I can taste the smokeSo warm sweat beaded… Continue reading
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Birding

Regenerate wingLost in birthPast blood and featherLitter earth As pure snowy owlFinds new course to flySo will I Transform sighs to songAngel’s breathWords new mortal mindDid forget As bronze lyrebirdRecalls sound to crySo will I Move boldly anewFearless diveIn speed and powerCome alive As agile ash hawk Wins hunt by surpriseSo will I Transition each… Continue reading
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Daughter in the Rough

Carbon born cold that newly beholdsHer motherCruel crush untold, new soul and soft bonesTo smotherBearing the blame of ancestral shameUncoveredBark out the flame of the one you namedAnd othered Born in the rough before diamond’s riseTemper the infant with stranger’s eyesFrom pressure you birth your own demiseAnd call it daughter Carbon long pressed could never… Continue reading
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Blog: The Chronicles of Blarghnia

The ten days since I arrived have been whiplash between speedy movement and total arrest, with a lot of time spent on introspection and adjusting to my return to work. I’ve been struggling with my sleep, naps and overnight sleeping both being filled with inscrutable dreams that when I wake have my heart racing, cold… Continue reading
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Half

Lax lashes flicker lowTo shape what sunlight showsIn linesWhen raised the piercing glowBurns colored imprints thrownHalf blindIn filtered eyes half-closedHalf light and half shadowDo findHalf hidden half disclosedBlanks filled by heart and noseAnd mind Let light growLeave what you knowBehind Tongue that touches truthTastes bittersweet of youthHalf staleRuns laps around each toothFrees words stuck at… Continue reading