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GritA roll of white athletic tape lies on a counter next to a tub of Vaseline. Red leather gloves hang f
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Jan 17
Lighter Than AirThe stacked and layered lives of the tenements, all that intimacy bred a common knowledge. The neigh
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Jan 11
All the Empty WhiteI take your hand, the brush askew, and I hold it in my own. / Together we find the palette, and we m
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Jan 8
And Then You Were GoneI waited, seated behind the arched letters of the cafe window, / riveted by others who moved urgentl
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Sep 12, 2025
Indentationsbefore he left his father's house for the last time, / he went to the kitchen where gray winter ligh
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Jul 7, 2025
Dry GroundTen years, my tears, and his last breaths. / Wrapped in a white sheet, I carry him outside. / Later,
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Jun 17, 2025
A Thoughtso exciting, so fascinating, so / wholly fulfilling, so viscerally / gratifying to / think, to think
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Feb 25, 2024
Winter Coatin the park, the homeless stamp their feet in the cold / as the snow drifts down through the city /
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Jan 24, 2024
Day Riselike the scent of crisp linens / from morning's first conscious breath, / she is life awakened
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Dec 30, 2023
'Twas the Evethoughts of tinsel and garland and stolen kisses under / mistletoe, of snow-covered walks, the prism
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Dec 20, 2023
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