Up late after hearing about the death of Muhammad Ali and watching old clips on YouTube. Every day, the train makes its run along the line at each stop, a few more people exit the car At first, the train remains mostly full it still has a long way to go For the longest time, [...]
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Never mind—they’re gone (A poem)
Note to self: put it on paper before you forget… What line did I forget this time— you know, the one I didn’t write down? It was so clear a few minutes ago Now I can’t recall not a bit of it not at all It felt so brilliant it should have stuck around but words [...]
Day of the crescent moon (A poem)
Impressions and images from a Sunday afternoon, written quickly… Thumbnail in the sky beginning to melt Wingspans bloodied by evil scarred-over mistakes a long time coming Episodic ambitions carry over but never complete The second half is blanketed by clouds fit within a frame Scratches and scales points of vitae vis Arrangements fall out of [...]
