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You read about leap seconds? Apparently we’re always falling / behind the atomic clocks. But there’s a simple solution: / if someone says skip forward the whole world obeys.

A wry poetic journey through love, death, and the absurdity of life, blending humor with existential reflection.

A haunting collection exploring the timelessness of poetry, the role of poets in an uncertain future, the multifaceted nature of grief, and the delicate balance of love.

“The earth makes a shoulder of itself like the lungs make the arms, the river makes the banks for water, the heart makes vessels for blood.”

“You missed her— the coy smile when she completed the most brilliant creation and quietly sat expecting and getting nothing, you missed her.”

A peculiar man he brushed his teeth before and after each meal and slept on clean bed sheets each night, a full set (including pillow covers) for each day of…