Telephoto Baby Baby
Telephoto baby baby, ain’t no beauty in what you do…
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Day Without Sense or Shine
Black and white happiness filters through the car window like music through a telephone cable…
Read More Day Without Sense or ShineA Meditation on Java
Java sways within me. An open-ended heartbeat, ink-smeared a sweet darkness…
Read More A Meditation on JavaAn Ode to her Freckles I wrote on a Napkin
O, that subtle curvature of her lips, that steers planets and drowns souls…
Read More An Ode to her Freckles I wrote on a NapkinThe Gardener’s Lullaby
Hush. Hush to papery petals that flitter and fly…
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