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Resistance Poetry

Art

Sewed lips are singing the dictated words into a rusty microphone

Aug 23, 2020

Art

Aug 23, 2020

First of January

On the twelfth stroke of midnight

Dec 31, 2023

First of January

Dec 31, 2023

Mushroom (Fragment #30)

Misery Melancholy Mycelium

Oct 16, 2023

Mushroom (Fragment #30)

Oct 16, 2023

The Aftertaste

What love leaves as a souvenir

Oct 7, 2023

The Aftertaste

Oct 7, 2023

Fragment #28

Aug 20, 2023

Fragment #28

Aug 20, 2023

Pigeons

Tangential thoughts jumble on the threshold

May 1, 2023

Pigeons

May 1, 2023

Night

Night would crawl into your – my – our – bed,

Apr 29, 2023

Night

Apr 29, 2023

Winter, Wither

December breeze sings of the dead dry branches

Aug 11, 2022

Winter, Wither

Aug 11, 2022

3 AM – Stargazing

In the bottomless sea of spilled ink,

May 14, 2021

3 AM – Stargazing

May 14, 2021

Wouldn’t It be Nice

Some late night thoughts

Feb 4, 2021

Wouldn’t It be Nice

Feb 4, 2021

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A ghost of october morn

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