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Lately
strawberries every day
outside dinners and glasses of wine
summer rain, again and again
long evening walks, admiring lush gardens
the sweetest little ice cream truck
Night
the impending night kisses everything in a violent rush
Found
sometimes it’s not so much what is lost,
as what can be found
Lines from a non-existent novel: 2
Indifference can make you feel small, it can render you invisible, as you question the tender essence of yourself and the preservation of what used to be your young and wild spirit.
Shadows
shadows are like morning webs,
tangled in our downcast lashes and hushed lips,
at once beautiful and terrifying
Mistakes can be beautiful
camera accidents
Answers
we search the world over,
never realizing the answers
are within
Excerpt
She was like a woman of Leonardo da Vinci’s, whom we love not so much for herself as for the things that she will not tell us.
from A Room with a View by E.M. Forster, 1908
Memory
his memory
crawls into
her mind,
winding and binding
and finding a way
into her stilled
and hollow heart
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