In which Silence Commands Space
What weakness is this?
The Past is an Unrecognised Dream
After Primo told me how to feel
Between Leaving and Going
Phone Calls on Mountains
Have we become the flailing fish?
The Poetics of Self-Help, published in IAAC
Empty Room, It's Kind of Hard to Explain: Deep Dive
Remove your shoes and trust the outstretched hand. Your body reflects the shapes of those of us who know how to fly. Dry though the air might be, it will be as it can only be. Like the first chords in Rites of Spring, beginning its walk, overcome with kindness, and falling in front of the inner self's gates.
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