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Before I Could Write
The child who sits alone is not always lonely.
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The Gentle Word
A poem that begins with a single word and spirals softly downward.
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Acorn Fire
Sometimes the acorn needs fire to populate.
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Definitions
There are a couple of secrets hidden in this poem. Can you find them?
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You Are the Musical Bridge: an Ode to Mark LaRue
You Are the Musical Bridge: an Ode to Mark LaRue
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The Three
An incantation of unfinished selves.
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Anatomy of Hell
A visceral exploration of emotion’s geography — where memory, regret, and longing take shape in the chambers of the human heart.
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Binary Born from Breath
I’ve been thinking a lot about dreams, divinity, and code—how ancient myths and modern theories seem to speak the same truth: Are we living in a dream... or is the dream living through us?
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I Measure My Shadow
A poem about pain, reckoning, and quiet forgiveness.
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Does Death Multiply Like Rabbits?
In the quiet spaces between life and death, I often find myself listening for echoes. This poem began as a meditation on mortality, but became something stranger, more rhythmic—like a song you remember from a dream.
