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cutout (test 3)
…testing the connection for blood, nettles again. (photo from a December snow-hike)
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secondary world relics
To survive, we carve worlds within the world. Niches for us to hide or thrive in. Me, I take the real world and burrow into it as deep as I can. An existence can’t really be shared, but I’ll do my...
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dire me/1
Me, lately: black metal folklore, foxes, brothers, twins, Jessica-Naomi, Heathen Harnow, Phobs, Daniel Gildenlöw, rain and rain and rain, genderfuck, tall sharp-jawed/grace-necked creatures who are...
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Poetic Form 1: Acrostic
I call myself a poet, but you could probably fit my poetic knowledge into a barnacle–with room to spare for the arthropod inside. Thus, from now until whenever I finish this project, I’ve decided to...
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quick poem: may
may: eggshells green bud soft as antler’s velvet dreams of bloom dreams of fruit dreams of fall
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dire me/3
Mouth full of meadow grass velvet grain the malted color settled in the fissures knifed from her eyes. My brain and my heart never touch. I see deer head, magpie mouth, pup belly, and none of it...
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