I’ll give you space
In which I’ll grow open and toil with elemental joy and pain
Tend to the timely turning over of soil
Welcome sunlight
Read MoreI’ll give you space
In which I’ll grow open and toil with elemental joy and pain
Tend to the timely turning over of soil
Welcome sunlight
Read MoreKnowing nothing is what keeps the furnace kindled
Receiving barely enough fuel to maintain a glow
Oxygen to embers
your withdrawal opens up the perfect cleavage for combustion
The more you remove yourself
The brighter the coals
Read MoreYou are autumn
I am spring
Allow me to walk with you
Through winter
I’ll show what’s coming
Hand you bits of bloom
Read MoreFurther down, on the receiving bank of this bridge
when I’m dripping from the humidity of one of your more sultry days,
You’ll brush my skin with a warm current of memory
And my chest will go on pause-
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