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Red shoes, moonlight, and memories — three poems reflect on aging, loss, and the quiet persistence of domestic and emotional life.
Two poems meditate on grief, memory, and the strange, tender relics we keep—echoes of those we loved or never knew. “what if this / is all that remains / of…
Explore desire, betrayal, class tension, and loneliness with sharp intimacy and unflinching honesty. “I’d say I would trade every quake of base pleasure if I knew it would make me…
“we aren’t getting any closer / unless one of us becomes a cannibal”
A tender meditation on memory, wilderness, and estrangement, where childhood longing and ancient language entwine.