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Relief
I am bursting at the seamsI am overflowingIn ways that don’t always feel like a Relief.Relief, such a transient, fleeting thing, The word Relief:Meaning; the lifting of an undue burdenThe rolling of the tongue to say what’s unsaid(Or)Material actions that support those in crises;The feeling of shoulders falling back and awayThe smoothness of the way…
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Foggy Glasses
My EyesFall faster than brown leaves the year theMountains ripped inTwo. The://Archive-of-my.Mind/is-a-PatchyNeural Network, Notepads filled with scribbled field notes, sketches, lists of our Beloved dead.In a chapter, Familiar Trees float past,they don’t AllGet to bask in the deep red of dusk.Resting in ditches,Even for the roots,“Recovered”,the dusk turns to Night. Eventually displayed for All;Seeping out…
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Song for Our Bones.
An ode,To shed Spinelessness, to To stop entertaining it when there isSo much work to be done;Heart work[group project btw].To return to a growing yet seemingly final “I’m gonna make it count if I’m gonna do this thing(life)” moment. To feeling alive again, even when it isSo painful & raw&SweetIt asks of me most often…
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You, Like Fire.
Waking, Rising, Running, Sinking, Drowning, Thrashing, Breathing, Feeling, Learning, Stretching, Growing, Loving, Holding, Beholding, Losing, Grieving, Grasping, Raging, Hiding, Emerging, Remembering, Flowing, Releasing, Crying, Laughing, Grounding, Yearning, Living, Overflowing, Flowering, Pouring, Leaning, Pausing, Exhaling, Waiting, Resuming, Shining, Beaming, Believing, Exclaiming, Singing, Dancing, Dreaming as if I wereYou,Already living like you’d beLeaving soon;Like Fire.
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Field Notes on the Liberation Front
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