Multitudes

You are multitudes, composed of plenties. Things aren't just simply things: They are a certain version of themselves interconnected by meanings you create. You sculpture realities flavored in your curiosity.…

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Hic sunt dracones

The airplanes outrun my blindspot. Like the clangorous noise of cutlery that tips over the Edge of the table, their engines follow me through the endless night that is disgorged…

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Without a parachute

Shame was the reason I made room for vulnerability.We all committed to parachute that day,After toughen up myself for years,Backing out last minuteTaking off that suit,Left me embarrassed.Smithereens of my…

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Escapade

We scooped up sand for hourglasses,Seashells for shovels.Unbeknownst that theFiring squad lay in ambush behind the dunes.However, as we got to the bottom of what wasGoing on,We dug our own…

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Wie ein Feuer am Waldrand

Gedanken, so verschwommen Wie weiße Hunde in sibirischem Schnee. Die Luft undurchsichtig vom Regen, der die Nähe meines Körpers sucht, Wie Meteoriten den Einschlag: Ein stürmisches Spiegelbild der Unruhe in…

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