narvik_snowWhisper

M / Pacific NW
RippleThoughtlessness— / suspends space— / too much space—between fringe and / fringe; moonlight / pools t
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Sep 17, 2019
UntitledThe name of our love / is Untitled. She is young, / still, and dances. She wants / to be more, wants
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Sep 16, 2019
AnymoreIt is unlatched / so two shades of blue shine / unseen, darkening. / There is no pale impression fro
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Aug 22, 2019
NavigationI'm sailing static across / new surfaces— / soft waves, soft gusts behind me. / It is giving in. / I
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Jul 10, 2019
[They are strings of letters unset]They are strings of letters unset / from their horizons. / Swollen ink smearing / in air; / their li
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May 16, 2019
The Straits of GeorgiaBlue amorphous tones / waxing darkly. / Her lunge, a vaporous sigh. / And down poured the Pacific: /
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Apr 29, 2019
I want to look back at it as an ephemeral thingRemember the headrest—muted / and pasted to your arms. / How it felt to smother in voicelessness. /
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Apr 24, 2019
OpusShe'd murmur "oh" to know / I'm dialing in the rain. / Muffled receiver to project an / Opus wholly
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Apr 11, 2019
Orchard Hedge (Autumn)Orchard hedge, overrun and hazy. / Murmur— / as flowers in your arms decay. / Long to sleep softer.
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Mar 20, 2019
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