• The Day That Remembers What You Forgot

    April 22nd is more than a day.
    It is a melody you almost recognize,
    a Beatles’ song that never made the album,
    a tune humming in the back of your skull
    like a childhood you can’t quite place.

    It plays faintly,
    as if someone left a radio on
    in another universe.
    You catch fragments,
    a cho…Read More

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  • Hell

    Deep down in the fiery pits of hell,
    war has started, if you couldn’t tell.
    The burning souls are screaming,
    the demons’ eyes are gleaming,
    they kneel down before the devil’s throne.

    He’s the one of power, giving the commands,
    for each he has the devious of plans.
    The red-hot flames are prancing,
    as the devil starts dancing…Read More

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    Cup of Me

    I am not everyone’s  cup of tea   and I swirl    like smoke     anyway. Bitter. Sweet.  Thick.   Thin. Honey  sticky   on the tongue,Milk  warm   on the lips. Steeped too long,  spilled too fast,Loud  in the mouth,Soft  in the throat. Too much.  Not enough. I do not bend  for you.I bloom  in my own cup Sipped slow,  burning,   pleasure    and sting, Exactly  as   I am.

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    The Answer

    What may comeOf a mighty windIf no one rides the breeze?What may comeOf the setting sunIf our eyes don't care to see?What may comeOf the road to peaceIf it leads to paths of war?And what may comeOf the world's...

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  • April 21st – The Corner Where the Wind Recites Salt

    April 21st is not before.
    It is not after.
    It is the day that stands sideways
    to the rest of the month,
    a hinge with no door,
    a moment that refuses
    to belong to time at all.

    It hovers.
    It waits.
    It breathes in a rhythm
    that does not match the world’s pulse.

    Around the c…Read More

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    • PAR, the wind carries many poems of salt and yes, often they go unheard or undeeded, which is of course a shame,cause if they did find ears that hear, our world would be a more joyful place. But, what might be even worse is something that Bruce Springsteen wrote in a song (“Jungle Land”), “and the poets down here write nothing at all, they just…Read More

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