"it helps me to imagine I'm still alive"
-Jean Rhys
"So the heart breaks
Into small shadows"
-J. Spicer
"doves exist, dreamers, and dolls
killers exist, and doves, and doves;
haze, dioxin, and days; days
exist, days and death; and poems
exist; poems, days, and death"
-I. Christensen
Dear Worldling Under Fire
where a new ocean is forming
imagine a continent
i tried to quit
six seeds summer side
walked dark version a splitting
told mother about a break
line the copse in devil's tongue
temporal experiment
don't believe a girl who wanders
isn't asking to be cut
there is consumption
there is every waking minute
you can't go deep enough
or write it out
years enough to ever
make it stop
you gloss & mute
a gushing wipes the slate clean
wonder these waters
how we witness their ending
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