dark trauma hides in acrid metallic smells,quick glimpses of shadows,a grunt,a touch,goat cheese.

my body doesn’t want to do this.small gurgles pressurize in my belly, theyamalgamate growing.inhale and exhale become less, forgetting to breathe calmly.my hands shake. my lips press together, andI lick my lips while they are inside my mouth.the back of my leg, chicken skin quivering. when…

They like the furies the fates, and graces,the morai, the erinyes, the charites

tension, with unusable force bursts, waiting. look – see a soft glow.the first of many long breaths before you’re subconscious and coerced to take some more, just a few more. Stop, more  </END> Every time I look at social media, I get more anxious.

Everything is fake nowon social media,Reference your resources.This one didn’t finish that 14 million dollar projectThe other didn’t go to law school. But where confidence lies.

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I wanted to askof the old protest,while the current one was happeningWe sat in a basement listening to the consciousness suitesweeping us off are feetaloofwe waituntil next time.

IN CONSTRUCTION No one to fear, but me to fight,one eye in – the past, one – mouth to sayrage forward purpose, move towards the light. Though family splits, friends with bigger blights,New souls born today, old souls yesterday,No one to fear but me to fight,…

Springtime –The ice boomIt lifts. logos, theword flowsfrom the erie lakedown the riveraround a grand island,down the rapidsplummeting some 83 ftinto the gorge andonto Lake Ontariovoyaging onward to the seaway existing into the Atlantic Ocean.

This form would breath downmy neck down my backtulips tipping downaway from the sunDrooping familar whispering in mytickling In theresitance moving