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“I let myself grow roots only twice. Once in this city. Another time with you.”
‘Here we are. Broken rules and explosions, a reminder of rumpled sheets and a language created of parts of other things…’ – AV Flox My love, It is said that much grief and sorrow has come of th… more →
Part-broken, Part-whole
“I let myself grow roots only twice. Once in this city. Another time with you.”
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wrote 1 week ago: ‘Here we are. Broken rules and explosions, a reminder of rumpled sheets and a language created of pa … more →
Baby, you tweet so good.
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wrote 1 month ago: On the 7th of March, Kathleen tweeted one of her brain-bendingly profound, part-irreverent, part-lus … more →
You should smell me today.
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wrote 1 month ago: I smell of fruit and the slow returning sun of springtime. I smell of tangy sweet-sour-sweetness; th … more →
Waiting to be the octopus
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wrote 1 month ago: Now you have known what overcomes me since you have been in my life. You have heard and read and see … more →
You are going to live inside my skin
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wrote 2 months ago: It has never been as difficult as it is tonight to leave your side. I watch my heart stretch like pi … more →
AM/ PM
wrote 4 months ago: I will dream of you. And look for you on the boat. And I will come find you, find you and bring you … more →
What can you miss in five minutes? Everything.
wrote 4 months ago: 12:30:01 – I have missed you by five minutes. 12:30:25 – You can miss a lot in five minu … more →
While you sleep
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wrote 4 months ago: Love, I watch you sleep. You know this. One day perhaps we will joke about how my eyes are loud enou … more →
Once, I was a glass of beer
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wrote 5 months ago: This is what you do. Strike a matchstick and leave behind an inferno. I would hesitate touch you now … more →
I wait for your mouth as one waits for rain (and other solitary musings)
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wrote 7 months ago: ~ The body is a portal. Your hair is a web. Your eyes are wells. Your neck is a ravine. Your kneecap … more →
My beloved is a flower garden
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wrote 7 months ago: ~ “Knees for me. Leaves for me… …I will bend colours for you: I have planted whole … more →
A mess of me. A mess of you.
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wrote 7 months ago: “I promise to kiss every mole that has taken a space on your body, lose count and start again. … more →
Synesthesia
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wrote 7 months ago: You are beyond your haunting eyes. Me, my words are my eyes. The color of my “Come home … more →
Things I began to tell you
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wrote 7 months ago: ~ I want to show you the abandoned house, the salt pans that stretch for miles, the shamelessness of … more →
One One One
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wrote 8 months ago: All day long, I have not used my ears but my heart to hear the world with. I used my mind’s ey … more →
What are you thinking of?
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wrote 9 months ago: Well. Since you asked, I was thinking of you. I was wondering, what if you were thinking of me the e … more →
Beauty is always a surprise. Some kinds of beauty are nothing short of a fairy tale.
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wrote 9 months ago: I know what eyes are made of. They’re made of the ocean, of caramel, of December … more →
This staircase
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wrote 10 months ago: These stairs I have ascended and descended from a thousand times. The banister is worn with a gleam … more →
Moons for thirty nights
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wrote 11 months ago: Here. Take these moons for 30 nights. Or one month, 1/12 of a year. These are the days when y … more →
