the cry of every soft thing in the night

twilight on the farm. mind full of fragments, heart full of echoes. peacock like a car alarm in the dark. love me, love me, love me, he cries. venus shining in the shadow of the cottonwoods. lighted windows in the dusk, the frogridden pond creaking softly, fire on the hearth for a cold spring night…

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present with something burning

you rest in a body of water with fire cupped in your hand. you are a waterfall, grief & change & love, and you are present with something burning. even at rest, your body moves. you are alive to your own changes, casually shedding sparks in the chill night air. when i rise from the…

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