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The tides shifted To expose Our sublime selves That we’ve kept hidden For far too long – Only in the aftermath Did we realize That we are fragile Creatures of the loose sands That shift in the wind Or are …

An explosion of birds off a tree deep in the wood A straight-away dreamer lives to see the day ……….when one thousand stars ……….chain themselves to the sun . A velvet sea rocks, and an opaque sky glows. All is …

An arc lamp hangs from a pole overlooking my grandfather’s house. The light has always shone brightly for as long as I can remember. . In spring, it would be the only light shining through a fresh thunderstorm. Down on …