spokensong

January 10, 2024

my life is a hooded woman with ruby red lips

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leopard printed fluorescent jacket  adjacent fluorescent bag shouldered beside a bus stop's corner crumbled  like a coastline or an old ...
December 21, 2023

night crashed fell fast

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  sky grows my atmospheric  river the loss of loss grief kite quit his book elving  so easily persuaded falling is failing is failing fallin...
October 8, 2021

Smiling at the smack

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waiting for  the bus, nut  smacks the oblivious street, black  feathers furl  down , black  beak  pinches  nearly indestructible  treat, ret...
July 1, 2021

contemplative tea

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  sipping tea once a sunny morning. radiant tree zoo.

vert quiet island

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  very quiet island, episodic sitting, sometimes still, sometimes raspberries, cooking with chopin, the sky did not threaten, depending upon...
May 19, 2021

Evidence of Rain

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  Wednesday puddles in slow motion  explosions of fuchsia & lilac  ruffled rhododendrons  swirl a little girl  circles the aftermath sin...
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May 17, 2021

Grateful for the clouds

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  Grateful for  the clouds. I remember  the morning behind the blinds,  darkening. We say  took the day off but  never gave the day away.  t...
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