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  • The forest must burn

    to see the sun rise anew
    from where I’ve sprouted.

    2026.01.23
  • Today’s data map

    let my memory of you
    rest across the lake.

    2026.01.21
  • I’ll never get better,

    but I will get good at this,
    so, stop your crying.

    2026.01.19
  • The rollercoasters

    I’ll never ride again still
    rattling my brain.

    2026.01.14
  • The fear and triumph

    of staying aloft too long;
    I was built to crash.

    2026.01.08
  • Another morning

    with you gone; and again, I
    wish it was my fault.

    2026.01.05
  • Adopted hometown;

    same old fights and faces fade
    like smoky sunsets.

    2025.12.29
  • Your lies

    have been my truth
    for our whole tangled life;
    mutually assured my ass,
    brother.

    2025.12.22
  • My vagus nerve knows

    when the air is turning sour;
    I’d better listen.

    2025.12.12
  • May to December

    feels so much longer alone.
    You stole my grief, too.

    2025.12.09
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