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Life is brief Fall in love, maiden Before the crimson bloom Fades from your lips Before the tides of passion Cool within you For those of you Who know no …

A stand of tall trees illuminated against the darkness, their green and brown leaves standing out above a ground of fallen leaves. Bright orange flames rising from a log surrounded …

It is my mother’s turn in the box she is alive she is dead she is a stranger to me and I am a changeling green with change Schrödinger …

A dimly lit bedroom with an unmade bed of striped blue sheets, a dresser with a mirror, and curtains drawn across the window.

A misty mountain slope rising above a dense forest, with brilliant red, orange, and yellow fall foliage in the foreground.

An old, rusting yellow toy truck partly hidden among green moss and plants on the forest floor. Close-up of a serrated green leaf with red edges, dotted with sparkling …

My tongue is slack with sky-weight, too slow to move poem-beams. It’s hard now, from mind’s haven, to drag the swag Odin swindled. from “Cruel Loss …

A rocky river winding through a valley of autumn-colored trees, with a green, forested mountain rising in the background. Water cascading through a steep, rocky gorge, foaming white as …

Expansive view from a rocky mountain summit, with rolling forested hills stretching into the distance under a blue sky streaked with wispy clouds. Dark shadow of a fire tower cast …

On the road that opens to mountains and snow, away from the houses cramped in their quarters like too many socks in a drawer, the eye of the eye inside …

Criticism gives one the illusion of participating in the act of creation by way of an autopsy. The act is there and it exists and moves and challenges you while …

A surreal, monochromatic landscape in shades of sepia and gray. Twisted, gnarled tree-like forms rise from the ground, their bark rough and organic, almost resembling petrified creatures. In the …

To live without this grief is to see the mountain without its weight, rivers without depth. Departure: To the Tune “Mu Lan Hua: Magnolia” by Zhang Xian, excerpt

Abstract black-and-white collage featuring overlapping geometric shapes, bold numbers (2, 3, 4, 7, and 0), and fragmented light patterns. The composition creates a layered, chaotic effect with sharp …

Don’t turn away from love, Sailor. Don’t turn away from love. Wild at Heart Recently watched: Wild at Heart Häxan Superman The Kid Weapons

Sometimes love is a fish-gill slit in your heart through which you learn to breathe. Married, Filing Separately by Claire McQuerry, excerpt

From the Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York: Pastel and pencil drawing of an expansive evening sky over a darkened landscape. The sky is filled with swirling, radiating lines in …

A pair of sneakers hanging from a wire against a cloudy sky, above a building with white siding, a chimney, satellite dishes, and part of a tree visible.

My love, can it be worth it? At night my head hangs from my neck by a single hair then morning, and the pain of the healed wound and it …