Innocent Blood
The quiet opens for me / like a wardrobe
A recent poem posted on BlueSky. My own little religion of solitude.
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Excorporated
Apocalypse Dance Party
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The Forethought
The neglected garage, the bitter oracle. … Reposting a poem published in the Winter 2023 edition of the Schuylkill Valley Journal.
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To maintain this ecstasy
If you are reading this, and you are not just a future version of me doing some navel-gazing, then thank you for taking a moment. It is for me, but it is also for you.
