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does he remember?
the way he licks his paw,
his white coat of fur draped over
the velvet carpet,
the way his watery eyes shine,
when rooted on the ground
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never tempt fate
never tempt fate,
when you’re climbing a steep mountain, alone,
the sky is still an aura of black and blue swirls
with dots of stars twinkling in the dead of night,
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Five Years Ago
Five years ago,
we collapsed onto the couch,
seized the last of the Sour Patch Kids,
savored the sourness prickling in our mouths,
and laughed together for hours.
Now,
you wear so much makeup that
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Yin-Yang
Yin,
you are the moon,
a circle of white layered with platinum,
emitting a smoky and transparent aura.
Yang,
you are the sun,
an entity of blazing colors draped over each other,
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An Ode to Dogs
A long, slim ball of English cream
curls up against the velvety crimson stairs,
like an entity of white against maroon.
His ears perk up as I amble closer,
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Loves
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Rising
We were rising.
With every thread tied together, by those who wanted to catch hold —
Those with knotted breath and clasped handsWeaving together a dream, cast out into a sea of stars —
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Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Goldfinch
(Inspired by Wallace Stevens's poem 'Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird', which is one of my favorites.)
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Among the deathly pale hills
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To Wander Within Your Reach
Every day is new,
All because of you.
You brought me this world,
And were there for every journey,
Every step and every chapter,
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tired
Like stress
Tiredness consumes me
It chokes me in not a painful way
but a worn way
Like a vest
so close
to falling apart
but still has to survive
the following day
Like a foot
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Moon
Magnificent beams glow around the beautiful ball of light floating in the night sky
Orbiting earth, all day and night, visiting every inch of the world
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In The Dusk
In the dusk, winds blow, rustling the tree branches upon the trees. A forest opens into a wide field eventually leading to a small farm in a small town. But this town doesn't show up in this story. At least, not yet.