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if only you knew
how many storms
these words had to
withstand before the
clouds broke to let
them...

It’s kind of ridiculous that you’re expected to get out of bed EVERY day

My ribs may be
brittle, but my
heart’s intentions
have fashioned these
bones into a wooden bier.

“We forget we’re
mostly water
till the rain falls
and every atom
in our body
starts to go home”

An Invitation to Be Real Friends.

Dear ___________,
I know I only met you momentarily
I know we...

Gravity Freewrite 2.27.13

Like a balloon trapped
in a hug
between an anvil and asphalt,
still surprised by it’s capacity
and endurance, laughing:
“Squeeze me tighter;”
gloating in the millisecond
before it succumbs to
all of the things
that Newton tried to
tell us about apples and hearts;

this swollen pride
before the popping
sounds of rubber bubbles bursting
is always forgotten
as we question whether
the noise it leaves hanging in the air
is an isolated incident, or
the first shot of a massacre

we have grown
litigious;
the way we make our living
trying to re-interpret
the meanings and
consequences of
falling

and we seem, so often
to change the channel
and miss whether or not
we stuck the landing.