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the roads are tired too
i keep thinking...
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if i could just get on a bus
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any bus
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the motion would fix me
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but even the
1m
Mar 5
window at dawn
thin light slips in
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touches the floor gently
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like it knows i am fragile
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like it believes i mig
1m
Feb 16
smog soul
city smoke curls in lungs.
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i choke quietly,
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air tastes like regret
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like every wrong turn.
1m
Feb 14
let the saxophone hurt
there’s a bar down the street
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bleeding saxophone,
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and i don’t go in.
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i stand outside
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and let
1m
Feb 12
white paper
i write instead of cut,
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let the page
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take the hit,
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white paper
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walking away
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scarred
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so i
1m
Feb 9
jazz prayer on cracked asphalt
i keep thinking
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if i could just get on a bus
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any bus
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the motion would fix me
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but even the ro
1m
Jan 21
the dream that limps
i dream in limping colors
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purple bruises,
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yellow streetlights flickering out,
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the sickly green
1m
Dec 10, 2025
___ and mirrors
it’s midnight in laredo
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and my shoes slap the sidewalk
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like a dying heartbeat.
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people pass by
1m
Aug 17, 2025
no map for this
i drove west
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until gas ran out &
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the sky turned orange like it knew something
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i didn’t —
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the
1m
Jul 21, 2025
nowhere train (a beginning)
i left on a tuesday because mondays felt too cinematic.
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threw a bag in the backseat —
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socks, not
1m
Jul 18, 2025
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