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A lawn picnic
An exile reflects on aging neighbors, a distant mother, illness, and the quiet erosion of time in a neglected townhouse complex.
Collected Works in Contemporary Art and Literature
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Rituals of Departure
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…
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Echoes of the Forgotten
“I don’t know myself at all; an organism subordinate to itself.” – Self Portrait
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The Scent of Dreaming Gardens
“Speak in sighs, soft petals written beneath our skin, my darling—if you look at it the right way, all the world is a garden.”
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No Right To Remembrance
The last time Evelyn laid eyes on him, he was sucking his thumb furiously, his blanket tangled around his little body, sweat making his soft blonde hair curl. Dozing in…
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The Resident Fox And The Farmer
a cage that holds lightning / brought to earth / the vanity of gods / vulnerable after all
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Echoes of Earth and Self
Gravel Road Memory Sure this home was a home taken and now it’s a home taken again or taken over with blind ideals and shiny buildings— Tell me tell me…
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