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PHENOMENON 404

PAINE'S DEMON

HIPSTERS WILL DIE FIRST

SINTEZOMA

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That soft, God-sized silence

that soft, God-sized silence
breathing through me

what your quiet looks like
when it has a place to live

old soul shimmer
still arriving

Orbit of His Smile

It curves like a secret folding into itself,

quiet, knowing, a soft spark

that catches the edges of my chest

and pulls me closer.

A quick inhale

a flash of light between shadows

and I am lost again in the orbit of his smile.

Tides of unspoken things rise from calm’s ruins

and I am lost a…Read More

The Moment I Stay Still

You want to steal my heart
and keep it…
but you say it like you’re certain
I won’t notice.

Maybe I’ll let you get close enough
to try.

Maybe I wanted to see
how you’d hold it,
whether your hands tremble
before they tighten
when something precious
leans your way.

But don’t mistake my stillness…Read More

Pouring Emotions

Streaming tears
down my face,
ever flowing
not from sadness
nor grief.

A frenzy you created
within my body,
immense emotions flying,
overwhelming me
with nowhere to go
but to trickle down
my cherry-red cheeks.

Dark Honey

Your desire
is slow and thick,

dark honey
dripping
from every glance.

You
 trace
  my spine
with deliberate sweetness,

each touch a question,
and a claim.

I melt into you,

into the warmth
 you draw out of me,
  drop
  by
  drop.

Dust Before the Storm

The warning didn’t come
with sirens or lights.

It came quietly,
a shift in the air,
a stillness settling
like dust before a storm.

The horses grew restless,
pacing the fence line,
ears toward something
I could not yet see.

Even the cows
lifted their heads,
watching the horizon
as if it held
an answer I…Read More

Unraveling

I watched the thread,
slip from my fingers,
cold as steel.

I couldn’t hold the end,
or trace the start.

Like a shadow in alleys,
following the hunt,
its shadow in my chest,
too swift to name.

I watched the thread
through the silence.

You can only sense
when nothing stirs.

I felt tremors pulse
through skin, t…Read More

The Tenth Muse Speaks: Whispers Across Lesbos

She walks on the edge of the wind,
voice braided with sea and olive,
each syllable a spark struck
from the tinder of longing.

Island-born, where the waves fold
like a lover’s arm,
she counts the pulses of hearts
as though each beat were a star.

You burn me
my limbs betray m…Read More

Lighthouse Wife

I married a man of the sea.

Salt lives deep in his bones.
The horizon rests in his eyes
like something he once chased
and never fully left behind.

They told me the war was over.

The uniform folded.
The medals sleeping in a drawer.
The world moving forward
as if violence were a season
that knew how to end.

But…Read More

Never-Ending Dandelions

A dandelion
is a weed
looking harmless
even beautiful.
Still a weed
overtaking the grass
choking out
all other life.

Memories of you
are dandelions
spreading rapidly
overpowering my mind.
Taking root in all
facets of my brain
weeding my garden always
with every breath I take
you still live in…Read More

Echoes in Quiet Corners

Madness
in the quiet corners
of my skin,
a current of heat
beneath words,
beneath breath.

It winds
around me
like a labyrinth:
walls soft,
shadowed,
doors whisper
echoes.

Still,
I do not follow.

I gather
myself
from the noise,
from storms
brushing
against my name,
and cradle
the ember
that…Read More