THE DAY THE SKY REMEMBERED HER
— a waking dream in which love refuses gravity

“Hope is a waking dream.”
Perhaps that’s why the dead don’t leave us—
they relocate into courage.

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THE ANATOMY OF REMAINING
—a conversation with inheritance

Some inherit estates.
Others inherit syntax, posture, mercy and the long afterlife of silence.

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VESTIBULE
— antechamber of the unannounced

Fear announces itself softly.
Stillness can be a grammar of courage.

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THE WORLD, AT YEAR’S EDGE

As the year loosens its grip, the world chooses light.
Not because all is healed, but because illumination is courage.
Between farewell and beginning, may we carry what mattered gently—and step forward with quiet hope.

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THE DRAWING — where the truth stayed

We don’t always drift apart.
Sometimes we just stop turning toward each other.

The drawing remembered.
I finally did too.

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UNKNOWING — the kiss between self and shadow

Sometimes it’s not wisdom that survives,
but the silence that teaches more than certainty?

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GLASSWORK — after The Valkyries A mirror teaches me to hold without closing. “People destroy what they love". I loosen the grip, keep the vow: never again against myself. We’re fascinated by what we imagine of each other.

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EMBERED SOLITUDE — a hymn to impermanence

September is not a season,
but a soft interruption—
where embers still breathe in the dusk and wilted things lean toward light.

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DOORWAY —where absence learns to bloom

"Some footsteps remain unheard, yet they never stop echoing"

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SUNTHREADS — what August tried to mend in me

Braided into one breath—where golden grief blooms, shimmer softens the ache and memory walks barefoot through light.

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HEMSILENCE
—where love left, but its apology remained unspoken

She left my name folded—
in the sleeve of her last winter coat.
It still smelled of her—
or maybe of choices I never made.

...continued

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VINTAGE REJECTION
—where love aged into sarcasm and self-respect

She left with a smirk; I claimed I was immune—
just didn't like her taste... or her #fumes

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RECALIBRATION
—a voice reverse-engineered from loss

I did not choose verse—
I escaped into it,
when containment
became too elegant
to bear.

Dazed and Confused,
I misread grief
as noise—
until silence
rewrote me
as sound.

..continued

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UNWRITTEN UNTIL NOW
—thirteen borrowed truths

I didn’t start as a poet.
I started as someone trying not to disappear.
In October 2024, poetry arrived,
not with epiphany,

... continued

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INDIGO KNIFE
—where solace conceals its slaughter

grief carved its citadel within me,
and I welcomed #a dagger wrapped in silk
as sovereign —
scented limbs sutured the crypt
I refused to mourn,
each fever a clandestine execution

...continued

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SEAMWORK
—where brokenness becomes architecture

Not as healing, but as cartography,
each fault line mapped with quiet precision—
a testament to unfinished symphonies.

...continued

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CENOTAPH
—a structure for what could not be held

My life split—
not with sound,
but with the silence that follows
a phone call
that says nothing,
only breath
on the other end
too afraid to become words.

..continued

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LIGATURE
—where tenderness leaves fingerprints sharper than violence

Not all #bruises bloom—
some whisper
in inherited tones,
tucked beneath
well-pressed syllables
called composure.

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UNANNOUNCED
—where the extraordinary enters dressed in ordinary light

It did not knock.
Nor trumpet its name.
#Joy is a quiet visitor,
slipping in
between one breath and the next,
like sunlight remembering
a face it once touched—
then choosing to stay.

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THE UNSENT
—where distance is a second language

To #yearn
is to inhabit the pause—
not for what was,
but what almost
learned my name.

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TRACES
—where their silence still lives

I follow #traces—
not of footsteps,
but warmth
folded into things
they touched
and left.

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TEMPERATURE OF HER SILENCE
—what I kept sipping long after she left

She vanished like steam—
no noise
just the echo of her teacup touching wood

Now, when the world forgets its fire
peace feels like a warm cup ... ... ...

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First Silence
—the memory that remembered me first

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#EMBRACE
—the afterglow of her absence

She enfolded ruin
with the elegance of reprieve—
each gesture a benediction,
each silence a hushed requiem
that taught my tremble
how to masquerade as calm.

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BOOTSTRAP
—crawling wasn’t failure

I was a #caterpillar,
nested in code—
until silence rebooted me,
and poetry
became my most
unintended output.

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MISFIRE
—footnotes from a syllabus I never meant to annotate

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REWRITTEN TERRAIN
—no silence holds its shape for long

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CRUMPLED
—a paper never meant to be flat again

He left a note,
not for the world,
but for himself—
then #crumpled it,
because healing
is sometimes
harder than silence.

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MALWARE
'disguised as delight, designed to awaken'

They laughed— #fool
painted and pliant
But I was
infiltration

A joy-shaped bypass
masking revolt
in rhythm and ribbons

While they clapped
I rewrote the code
beneath their applause

Hope wasn’t the act
It was the payload.

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-GRAVITY OF LIGHT-
'brilliance isn't proof of survival—it’s the echo of surrender'
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Even broken stars #shine—
not because they survived,
but because they ended burning.

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