• imagine

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    to fall out of lifetime
    into dream embraces
    and forget an outside
    imagine

    careful, clouds
    glide against ever blue
    falling up into the you
    imagine

    lost roads in drift
    over the hills and
    far away, a heaven to
    imagine

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  • hazy daze

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    hazy daze drifting through
    a forest filled with mists
    a shrouded day of
    memory's ghosts & steel

    careless wraithing
    a bone wight shamble
    given to the otherside
    casting about for home

    dewdrops on the pale
    naked for the grey
    a rumble within shadow
    stalking unseen

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  • judgment

    i  swear
    i always intend
    to get out more
    meet new friends
    do new things
    but—

    peopling terrifies me now
    when every word or action
    is a litmus test to
    determine tribal
    affiliation

    it seems more sensible
    to stay at home
    and not subject myself
    to the world’s
    casual judgment

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  • half-penny thoughts | 18jul25

    Image of a writing journal and a pencil.
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    I visit plenty of places on the internet lately for or by writers and I recently encountered this strange theme on one site where all of the writers seemed to all be posting in the theme of “you’re a great writer, keep writing” affirmations for each other. Some were even pretty self-congratulatory (“yes, I like my own posts and I am not ashamed to”). Still others were of the “everyone here is the best writer”.

    Now… I’m not against encouragement. I’ve even partaken in it myself. But when it becomes a common, daily and reoccurring theme… I have the strong urge to pinch my nose and walk away from that kind of community. Even if it is well-intended community-building, it still smells like bullshit.

    Write, don’t talk about how great everyone else’s writing is (and god-forbid, don’t tell me how great you think your own writing is).

    What do you think?

    Am I just being a humbug? Or does it feel like a weird kind of phony? Do these folks really mean it? Or are they just saying it, hoping that others will pay it forward until it boomerangs back?


  • murder

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    a murder outside and
    a drive-by suicide
    laughing, what a joke

    waiting for red fox
    waiting for red show

    chewing on that razor wire
    where did you think
    you might go?

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