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    • April 30th: LOVE at Last Bite

      April 30th arrives
      with teeth made of twilight.
      Not sharp,
      not cruel,
      just precise,
      the kind of bite
      that ends a month
      without drawing blood.

      It is the moment
      when April leans in,
      slowly,
      deliberately,
      and takes its last bite
      out of everything
      you thought this month was.

      A bite of memory,
      a…Read More

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    • The Lurker and the Birthday That Won’t Die

      April 29th begins with the quiet truth
      that life is a lurker.
      It hides behind doors,
      peeks through curtains,
      waits in the corners
      where the light forgets to reach.

      It watches you
      with the patience
      of something that knows
      you’ll eventually turn around.

      And then,
      as if the day nee…Read More

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    • The House Where the World’s Bugs Gather

      April 28th arrives
      as an infested house,
      a structure trembling
      under the soft, relentless weight
      of everything that crawls,
      buzzes,
      flutters,
      or insists on existing
      in the cracks of the world.

      It is not one kind of bug.
      It is all bugs,
      every species the ending world
      has ever whispered into b…Read More

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    • April 27th - Down, Up, Along, As If Tomorrow Didn’t Exist

      April 27th beginsdown the stairs,all the way long,each step a small surrender,each landing a brief negotiationbetween gravity and will. It is a descentthat feels older than you,a movement inheritedfrom every fallyou’ve ever survived. But the day does not stay low.It never...

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      • That last stanza
        “And by the time it ends,
        you realize:
        you have traveled
        farther inside yourself
        than any map
        could ever show.”
        Par man that is gold

      • “And by the time it ends,
        you realize:
        you have traveled
        farther inside yourself
        than any map
        could ever show.”

        Brilliantly penned, PAR. Another excellent write (day) my friend. This one is definitely all about the miles traveled, journeys tend to do that it seems. Amazing read with precise imagery brother, I could picture the surroundings especially the highway. Nicely done as always. That last stanza was chef’s kiss. I concur with Fia. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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