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2.27.23

I am not looking at the time. the storm passes overhead rain batters roof and windows the damp air is cold smells of musty earthworms and...

2.20.23

12:40pm I return to discarded fragments of poetry from The Timid Wild dreams of twisting decay corpses full of splinters and chipping...

1.30.23 freewriting

2:22pm ritual as practice in creating meaning turning our operation into conversation, so as to sound more like ourselves love as a river...

1.28.23 freewriting

12:35am day dream fades to night dream sheds it costume behind the curtains heavy eyelids opens a portal from one realm to another...

1.23.23 freewriting

3:27pm Formless. When does the space above us become SKY? How do we decide where that is? We walk the horizon line following the path of...

12.31.22 freewriting

I am not doing well. I am doing fine. Both are true. I need a thousand-year break where I can rest under the moss and become cool like...

12.10.22

do you apologize to hear ITS OKAY or can you swallow down a THANKS BUT NO THANKS with acceptance leave without thinking a battle was lost...

11.19.22 freewriting

11:11am how fleeting we are these societies these bodies this species on this undulating rock lit by this dying fireball hurtling around...

Read My Diary - 10.14.22

This day last year, I was at OSU Newark next to the pond and I wrote SONG FOR SLEEPING as I was wrapping up work on TAKE THIS WITH YOU....

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I write about my sexual assault like the punchline of a horror story tough crowd, they say tighten it up, they say

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