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Some little blubby bits from Bluesky. Some pulled, some not, some hadn’t seen the light of day at all. Hope you enjoy. Best wishes 🤗
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These were from Sans Merci in 2010. I will add the other 4 later, as well as some from The Pickett and Good Newspaper. Thank you for your time 🤗
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I pulled some amount of these off Bluesky recently. Figured they could have a home here. I will try to add more when I have time next week. Regardless, wishing y’all the best 🤗
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This was partly inspired by a memoir I edited for a woman who insisted she knew one of the loves of her life in a previous life. I blended that inspiration with some weird dreams I was having leading to my wedding recently. I hope it’s enjoyed. Best wishes y’all 🤗 __________ Was that you…
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I didn’t knowwhat I was walking into whenI wandered inside that bookstore on that spring cherry blossom day. The vellichor, the taste, the smell the ink and pages, leather binding blisssunlight’s kiss hits differently the day beforeyou never truly see daylight again. I remember I was thinking of the upcomingsummer’s plays, a retinue of contemporary…
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The fearIs that I’ll be like himChasing shadowsA reality of my ownBut no others. That a webwork of wordsWill become my prison.That shadows will whisperMy faults, my successesMy pain, my speaking plain My end of daysAnd yours.I will speak riddlesAnd you will belittleThe coming apocalypse. And I will speakTo the pigeons in the parkAnd think…
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I once said I’d show up early    To my own execution.As I stall for time pouring coffee into my sugar,     I realize those were just hollow words,Hollow like a scam artist’s laugh     Happy only when fish takes bait,     As whispered unwound unbound promises     Of a fearless future. Farewell to this empty…
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Lipstick kissed cigarette butts blotted memoriesof wine drunk smoke breaks where we pitched possibilities of dreams at the edge of death as you clasped the crags with crooked handsclawing your way from the depths to teach us one last lesson on the laws governing despaircounsel sought when you’ve already passed the end of your rope…
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For the rest of your life You’ll feel the blade’s weight on your neckThe chains digging into your spinal column For the rest of your life You’ll wake at night wonderingWho haunts you, which memory is it tonight For the rest of your lifeYou’ll have cold sweats in stairwellsAnd you’ll never watch the Dark Crystal…
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Sadly, we defunded education long agoSometime before the printing pressOr the loom, or perhapsJust after the doomsday clockPlayed a midnight symphony or two … Wait that doesn’t sound quite right.Was it before or after the avian flu?What was the price of eggs at the time?Were blonde baboons hitting golf ballsWeekly, hoping to someday hit the…
Poetry With Hart 