Category: Poetry and Prose
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houseplant
he follows the labyrinth of my arteries and overgrows into them. he stretches for sun so green a waxy leaf cupping beneath my lungs which sway along with his stems drawing figure eights into air. he trails up my windpipe and flowers out my mouth, my lips finding color from the blossoms so delicate and […]
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a numbers game
he follows the labyrinth of my arteries and overgrows into them. he stretches for sun so green a waxy leaf cupping beneath my lungs which sway along with his stems drawing figure eights into air. he trails up my windpipe and flowers out my mouth, my lips finding color from the blossoms so delicate and […]
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at glacier national park
he follows the labyrinth of my arteries and overgrows into them. he stretches for sun so green a waxy leaf cupping beneath my lungs which sway along with his stems drawing figure eights into air. he trails up my windpipe and flowers out my mouth, my lips finding color from the blossoms so delicate and […]
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Chapter One – Nowhere Where the Honeybees Live
Read the first chapter of Nowhere Where the Honeybees Live.
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rip ||instant gratification||
he follows the labyrinth of my arteries and overgrows into them. he stretches for sun so green a waxy leaf cupping beneath my lungs which sway along with his stems drawing figure eights into air. he trails up my windpipe and flowers out my mouth, my lips finding color from the blossoms so delicate and […]
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guess it must be autumn again
he follows the labyrinth of my arteries and overgrows into them. he stretches for sun so green a waxy leaf cupping beneath my lungs which sway along with his stems drawing figure eights into air. he trails up my windpipe and flowers out my mouth, my lips finding color from the blossoms so delicate and […]
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Google tells me I’m dying
he follows the labyrinth of my arteries and overgrows into them. he stretches for sun so green a waxy leaf cupping beneath my lungs which sway along with his stems drawing figure eights into air. he trails up my windpipe and flowers out my mouth, my lips finding color from the blossoms so delicate and […]
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Jenny
he follows the labyrinth of my arteries and overgrows into them. he stretches for sun so green a waxy leaf cupping beneath my lungs which sway along with his stems drawing figure eights into air. he trails up my windpipe and flowers out my mouth, my lips finding color from the blossoms so delicate and […]
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A Birth Scene
he follows the labyrinth of my arteries and overgrows into them. he stretches for sun so green a waxy leaf cupping beneath my lungs which sway along with his stems drawing figure eights into air. he trails up my windpipe and flowers out my mouth, my lips finding color from the blossoms so delicate and […]