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standing watch
the children stitched me together with love and enthusiasm dreamed up of ways of making me beautiful despite my mean intentions with imagination my rigid body became larger than life filled with...
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after the thrill is gone
i imagined what it would be like to be alone eternally without a soul in the world to share life’s finest moments as my thought began to dwindle into nothingness she kissed me atop my forehead and...
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after the cities have fallen
I sometimes imagine what the fall of america will be like and wonder what similarities its cities will share with the likes of sparta and pompeii delphi and olympia tikal and memphis I imagine the...
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the second flight of the samaras
the industrious child spent his morning picking up the fallen fruit of the maple tree placing them one or two or three at a time into a plastic orange pail as his mother sat on the glider on the front...
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waiting in the wings
there is nothing sad in my song it’s just that the purposefulness of it is long gone (I have since retired to another room) alone I sit and bang on keys meant to be played by a musician high on weed...
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gingerbread man
shadows lengthen and darken inviting imaginations to consider what shades of color scare you those gremlins that still sleep with you the ones that keep your back when you’re lazy or drunk or sedated...
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Rewriting the Universe
by Daniella Sciuto & J Matthew Waters I drew these lines ages ago without understanding the consequences and my desire to protect them weakened as time wore on I sketched these images fast frenetic...
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where the trees had fallen
taking trails less traveled led me to where the trees had fallen where horses long ago abandoned the woods falling to my knees I listened ‘neath the silence felt inner earth’s heartbeat inside my very...
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Kaleidoscope
I’ve secluded myself or shall I say excluded myself (from others) confined to a modest space somewhere in Phoenicia surrounded by stained glass distractions which keep out the harsh daylight only to...
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imaginary figments
in the dementia ward they played poker with toothpicks and told off-color jokes everyone laughed at but nobody understood nothing is real here one of them said you’re all just figments of my...
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into the great wide open
a box on the side of the road not a box really but a folder a small folder at that the kind with a rubber strap wrapped around to keep the flap shut ensuring that whatever would be inside could not...
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disappearing act
they sat in a circle boy girl boy girl boy girl making up a story one sentence at a time a story about a stickman made out of salty pretzels wearing a white paper hat and strutting around outside the...
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children without smartphones
homeless little ones fill the city square walking aimlessly and unsupervised staring into the palms of their hands slaying pokémon dragons with whatever imagination they can get their hands on...
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what happens here may not stay here
inside your walk-in closet you keep a wooden bowl atop your dresser filled past the brim with little things little tidbit kinds of things that have little to no value like bottlecaps and matchbooks...
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on a sunny sunday afternoon we entertained possibilities of what could be sitting on metal chairs cushions still in garage lemon beer tasting ever so sweet we pointed at unshakable signs better things...
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an abandoned backpack off the well-worn trail seemingly in good shape full & bulging at the seams like a waxing gibbous I pedal past at some twenty miles per hour hands on the dropdowns eyes...
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I’ve got this idea in my head I’m on vacation that it’s become my occupation debunking conspiracy theories like the reversal of poles or the inevitable grand gesture from snake island I often find...
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let’s see how easily it is to honestly deceive in this world of make-believe convincing yourself the only truth worth its weight resides inside a frame of mind that may or may not be eternal whilst...
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I remember as a child probably four-years old walking about the property making up song lyrics ad lib singing them out loud as the words popped into my head from what I remember they were ballads...
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