Ships

Every morning, with the sun I rise and journey to the docks just where the ships arrive bearing goods for me. – High-stash holds of boxes filled with dazzled thoughts and softer light or darker griefs and greys: all the hours for me. – Part-way glad and partway sad I sit exhausted, midway through just […]

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Preservation

The earth is stretched around its corners—tight, a spheric ship that travels through the seas of stars and roiling nova bursts that freeze or burn the thinning air around them, bright. And yet it journeys on, ship-shape and right with all precarious cargo: like the trees, and every crawl crustacean in the seas that hurtle […]

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