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like a mermaid who
sought the sun,
she reached for
the impossible
and even as that
child of the deep
gasps out her last
stranded in the
muds of low tide
she dreams of
what might have been
and rues not
her choice
sought the sun,
she reached for
the impossible
and even as that
child of the deep
gasps out her last
stranded in the
muds of low tide
she dreams of
what might have been
and rues not
her choice
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long falling fell the distance
you create the quiet
that surrounds you
sleep in silence
wrapped in stars
leap from your fingers
and I forget clever
in the space it takes
this breath
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stones and rainbows
She was a grayscale sort of rainbow, chiaroscuro obscuring the delicate bones, hiding beneath unbrushed, redyed locks and angry jeans. After the crash, she’d learned to hold on tighter than before. Sometimes she thought her fingers were wrapped around her chains so tightly they’d never unbend, and that was safest. It was still a long way down.
He was surreal, fantastically colored, a smart-mouthed peacock with careful lines to separate the rainbows in his eyes. He was the wind, turned upside down and inside out so often that it didn’t hurt anymore, used to constant scene changes and limbo.
She held onto things like pillows, t
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... in you
your eyes are like lighthouses
leading me home in rough waters
my rough hands are like rudders
steering your face directly to mine
your lips are like the welcoming dock
where I settle in and tie down to wait out
the storm of emotions that pours down
like a monsoon on the deck of a ship
and I cry tears of joy and bask in happiness
as I have found shelter and safe harbor …
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and it was worth it.