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The Goldfinch

A poem

Aug 20, 2020

The Goldfinch

Aug 20, 2020

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Scribe

There Is Always Summer

It is a lonely spirit, isn’t it?

Nov 10, 2020

There Is Always Summer

Nov 10, 2020

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Scribe

The Lover & the Damned

A poem

Oct 27, 2020

The Lover & the Damned

Oct 27, 2020

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Scribe

I Do Not Believe in Words

A poem

Oct 26, 2020

I Do Not Believe in Words

Oct 26, 2020

How to measure time

A poem

Oct 24, 2020

How to measure time

Oct 24, 2020

Published in
Wordsmith Library

Reckless

I burrow into my amygdala; extract a galaxy.

Sep 29, 2020

Reckless

Sep 29, 2020

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Scribe

Alligator

I write sense until it bends me backwards

Sep 24, 2020

Alligator

Sep 24, 2020

Published in
Literary Impulse

Wistman’s woods

Only the loneliest of lands leave you yearning

Sep 22, 2020

Wistman’s woods

Sep 22, 2020

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Wordsmith Library

She Is

She is a question mark in June.

Sep 16, 2020

She Is

Sep 16, 2020

Published in
Scribe

The Marionette

A poem

Sep 15, 2020

The Marionette

Sep 15, 2020

RH

nocturnal poet, daytime biologist

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