Tag: poetry
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Qui es-tu?
Cool air cuts me deeply as I stand exposed. Dark clouds preview the crack of lightning likely to glisten not far offshore. As I lean forward, whispers float and hover in the silent spaces within the wind. What would you do if I told you that you are not what you thought you were? What…
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Deuxième étoile à droite
I am surrounded by dark earth, the substrate from which I was born. Eventually I will die and return to it. For now, though, I live here inhabiting a meager concentric circle around this orbiting body. I am pulled forcefully toward the surface – I feel the tug in my soul. An attraction to this…
40 Weeks in France 