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“She said: ‘Father, can I tell your congregation how a resurrection really feels?’ I was halfway in love by the … Continue reading bear witness
“She said: ‘Father, can I tell your congregation how a resurrection really feels?’ I was halfway in love by the … Continue reading bear witness
like all of the strongest substances i am best enjoyed in moderation to prevent potential intoxication – spiritwolf Continue reading get drunk (again)
I understand. You want poetry, the traditional kind, hot blooded and full-bodied, rich and ripe for the drinking. But the … Continue reading this is poetry, too…
if i picked you a pocket full of beach glass and put it in your hands would you know what … Continue reading treasure
it’s not that you cross my mind from time to time it’s more that you’ve never really left but your … Continue reading the song remains the same
she is pure poetry to read her lines and curves every one is like a perfectly placed word Continue reading she is the poem
and yet… after everything that happened to remain haunted by your ghost is still the most exquisite feeling of all Continue reading haunted
The Persistence of Scent and Memory a poetic moment, a poem i wrote some time ago (for you, about you, … Continue reading the persistence of scent and memory
so i hid her in my poetry in between these lines her colors and shapes still somehow undefined still wild … Continue reading still hiding
she said: “i miss your taste” so i opened the book to the page where the words “i miss the … Continue reading taste