i think i should start

i am through failing.
also,

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i truly cannot wait for these classes to be through and the sun to be strong ( Read more... )

i will be honest
my life usually doesn't ask to be brought to words.
everything else does, though

this is the way it goes and goes and goes and goes

edit:
a lion lies down in perth:
easy and clear
enough to send you home
with honor, and calm
listen, where you are:
i wish now
that we never said the word...
requiescat in pace;
rest easy, rest
because this will be your song.
listen, there is grace
there is grace.

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sometimes i forget what this story is about, and then i remember you

look, i have a hope to write about the world
in only all the ways that mine eyes decide, and like Jonah
i will tell no one, not a soul

this book will be buried with me in the sand

good morning.
i slept very well, thank you.
toast, eggs and coffee.
still snow and there's ice hanging,
like teeth from the top of the house.
the trees are bending down to meet me,
curling under and inward, upon themselves,
until the bough breaks.

but i can laugh all that i want and i can sing now,
in ways that feel good and sound strong.

the fire was warm and moving, a gentle gold.
but once, i turned the dial on the red-oil lamp and the flame gave up, swallowed by a tarnished mouth. this is the kind of lamp that the pioneers used, you had said, and i didn't understand then why you felt it necessary to use the past-tense. but i get it now: you didn't know how we were the frontier ( Read more... )