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To Create... · 8h ago

Matter and Space

  Day Twenty-four     We are less matter than space There’s space between subatomic particles filling the unknown between protons and neutron, up quark and down quarks Places so small, unsee...
To Create... · 1d ago

When I Am

  Day Twenty-four     “When I am nineteen I want to make a star.” Sit in a redwood way up high on eggs to hatch and follow Blue wolf deep into forest, fear running the opposite direction. Wh...
To Create... · 2d ago

Lacuna

    Day Twenty-three     lacuna intimate hollow own innermost silence ancient lodestar, you kindle grace grace greed’s balefire ashes to nourish new growth, fresh life dawns       Author’s N...
To Create... · 3d ago

One

  Day Twenty-two     Catarrh allows for only this, all I will accomplish today. Our morning walk, a drop of rain for remembrance, how delicate we are, how lovely we are, and how we are all O...
To Create... · 4d ago

Olivia

    Day Twenty-one   Olivia wanted to be a firefighter. South Metro obliged a six-year-old’s bucket list. One organ at a time shut down Olivia, but not her dream. Olivia wanted to be a firef...
To Create... · 5d ago

La Peregrina

  Day Twenty   A child’s game it seemed, a line scratched into earth, not an escargot’s spiraling swirl but a straight, no nonsense incision Lilacs bloomed early at winter’s end, a season th...
To Create... · 6d ago

Genesis

  Day Nineteen     It’s odd and I don’t know for certain yet, deep inside there is a kernel of recollection of my beginning a breath, a gentle wisp, and I came into being, no more important ...
To Create... · 1w ago

Milk Glass

  Day Eighteen   Little you, that piece of you, first bud on lilac’s branch, will bloom forth without burden. Little you, that sadness you hold, a milk glass trifle of memory past, will fade...
To Create... · 1W ago

Nocturne

  Day 17   Draw near to me under nocturne sky one hand on hip the other in mine And we’ll dance until dawn appears to release our engagement into Aurora’s sphere     Author’s Note: Today’s p...
To Create... · 1W ago

Where Shall We Meet?

  Day Sixteen   I’ll meet you on the hill near Mother Tree just before dawn. And what day is this we shall meet? A day like any other when sun rises above cattails and stream. Well, what mon...