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one of many manifestos for mycelial tenderness
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Oct 6, 2022
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August 2022
A raindrop is lonely until it lands in the ocean
"I do not think it a coincidence that the advent of the written word was nourished by river water,” writes Olivia Laing. 1. Spring Everywhere I go I…
Aug 14, 2022
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December 2021
if there was a time, before
Inventory Perhaps I am No longer a poet. These days I write to take inventory. I cannot bring myself to make poetry out of things I would like to save…
Dec 23, 2021
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April 2020
Ramadan in shades of spring
بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ This year, May, your secret name is holy month, the fragrance of your nearness intoxicates me, your whisper is…
Apr 21, 2020
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October 2019
Study of mollusks at sunset, in three parts
بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ i. when sunset bitters I walk through darkness to kneel to no one but The One treading darkness like my first swim…
Oct 17, 2019
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