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It Rains Everyday

It rains everyday. So much so that I can’t see, like I’m submerged underwater only that no matter how much I open my eyes everything is blurry. 726 more words

Poetry

DREAM

This sun.

Lavender stirring.

The wind

pulling through

sea and hill grass

softly moaning dreams

braided in amongst

the tree brushes,

hair wild like a curtain… 25 more words

Photography

The Question

Struggle after struggle

Understanding seamlessly befuddled.

Soldiers brought home in honor and shame;

Capital spent and wasted;

Children with extended eyes and ears;

Pupils dilated to accommodate… 173 more words

Poetry

Lines

If you and I were made of lines

Parallel

Perfect

Planes.

But you and I are made of lines

Serrated

Slashing

Seams.

Life

Native Art – The Conqueror, An Exhibitionist, ...

The Conqueror,
An Exhibitionist,
Three hundred pieces hung,
Fixed beauty on high-ceiling walls,
Three hundred year-old echoes,
Fixed natives to trees,
Bodies for hungry gibbets, 14 more words

Poetry & Prose

With You {a poem}

Will you take me with you?

I just want to be where you are,

To go where you are going.

I want to lie in your arms… 76 more words

Grief

The Forest of Our Tomorrow

I walk through the forest of our tomorrow, the light glistens in the distance, almost fading as the sun sets on yesterday. It feeds me as I embody all grief and hope, and magic. 271 more words

Grief