• The Infinite Repetition of a Pink‑Clad Madman

    April 14th does not progress.
    It repeats.
    And repeats.
    And repeats again.

    It is the day caught in its own echo,
    a looped corridor of hours
    that refuse to move forward,
    a calendar glitch
    that feels almost intentional.

    On this day,
    time folds like a sheet of paper
    creased too many t…Read More

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    guardians

    decadent voyeur secreting yourself, in dreamshidden between nightmares and poppiessewing yourself into my realityforsaken ghoul, blotting out the lightwith whispers on the windsthe restless spirits watch youthen tell me your liesindiscreet monster, with the proclivity to dineinside you sorrow...

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  • Apache Moon

    As I spread out my bedroll
    atop the high mesa,
    the aroma of pine and pinon
    surround the air
    and sear the rabbit
    roasting over the open flame.

    As I settle into the bedroll,
    and looking skyward, I
    am greeted by the infinity
    of glittering stars,
    and the rising Apache Moon.

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  • City Peace

    The wind howls through my window

    The fire truck siren blares down the street

    The neighbor’s heated argument is in stereo sound

    The dogs whine in a pitch that rivals nails on chalk boards

    Yet I cannot sleep without the city’s peace.

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    • The country may have its crickets, its coyotes’ howl, but this cannot match the window rattling as the EL train passes by. It’s funny how night sounds become familiar so that you can sleep. It took me a few weeks o be able to get to sleep after I moved from NYC back to PA and a more rural setting. -Curt🌹

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    City Peace

    The wind howls through my window The fire truck siren blares down the street The neighbor’s heated argument is in stereo sound The dogs whine in a pitch that rivals nails on chalk boards Yet I cannot sleep without the city’s peace.

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