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Door

There is a legend of a door hidden from hearts– How stones, unturned, scar. Advertisements

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Swell

This house on a hill, overlooking love, dreams us– Clouds, gently touched, swell.

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Terrace

Young girl on terrace, looking down upon the world– Where did mommy go?    

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Picasso Who?

No painter required, just a door, and running blues– Fuck museum walls.    

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Buddha’s Ninth Life

Fasting on patience, the cat became enlightened– No reason to leap.

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How Stones Love

Almost as if the stones, a bundle of prehistoric easter eggs, ¬†and petrified sweeps and flourishes of gondoliering motion, were modeling poetry, an implacable ode and incalculable sonnet to the sea, whose flagrant tempest, bound to strict meter, abrades the … Continue reading

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Orpheus in Mexico

Wherever there is a time-scarred stone stairwell, there is the wandersick soul of Orpheus, forever walking backwards in search of his Eurydice, her heart the lost season in a hell of imagined distance.

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It’s All Greek to Me

Katabasis, Greek for downgoing or descent– Orpheus, evinced.

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