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Amethyst Collection

Southern Earth Gives Way to Northern Ground

As lines give way See them fade, yellow to gray Realize what is meant when people say There are not enough hours in the day… Always thought them fools; Useless words – toys, not tools… I did not know how they could feel that way.

Amethyst Avatar

Don’t want to change a thing, lovely Amethyst avatar You’re perfect Just the way you are Don’t you know Every stone has It’s cracks and Striations Bits of dirt embedded Between jagged edges torn From the soil with Scornful impatience

Empress Amethyst

Effortless Smoke curls like Eager tail of small cat From the space between You and I Where lit cigarette rests with callous disregard For the air in which it was sparked to life Only moments before

Crescent Collection

Poetry Reading – “To the Light of an Unobstructed Star (Sol)”

Originally published April 18, 2018, this piece is technically part of the Crescent Collection but also not. It is a new beginning, but also an end. It is what it is. I hope you enjoy. 💙 The original piece is below for reference, and can be found in its entirety at https://objectsanddistance.com/2018/04/18/to-the-light-of-an-unobstructed-star-sol/ UnfrozenBorn of the … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “To the Light of an Unobstructed Star (Sol)”

Poetry Reading – “Then It Grows Dark (Eclipse)”

Originally published April 17, 2018, this piece was a epilogue of sorts to the Crescent Collection. This piece has a special place in my heart, and always will. The original piece is below for reference, and can be found in its entirety at https://objectsanddistance.com/2018/04/17/then-it-grows-dark/ Birds floatBranch to branchAs water rushes beneathFrom thereTo hereEffortless in itsSlow … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Then It Grows Dark (Eclipse)”

Poetry Reading – “Extrication (Crescent Terminal)”

Originally published April 16, 2018, this piece marked the end of the Crescent Collection (aside from the Eclipse), and the end of this journey, though, at the same time, a new one had just begun… (as they always do). The original piece is below for reference, and can be found in its entirety at https://objectsanddistance.com/2018/04/16/extrication-crescent-terminal/Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Extrication (Crescent Terminal)”

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8s

oh, mea culpa (8, again)

wehave always wereandare(our name is blue star)where the sign isthat which makes youso farall golden yellow pink and orangefresh yetcrawling naked in the rottenEarth and fleshrivers reddeadferment soiled fed to wedEmerald shimmer your dress nowI am not Godbut I have made this world for youand I would send rainto burn it to the groundbeDamnedbreathing bleedingsandinmyhand … Continue reading oh, mea culpa (8, again)

2^2_now_2^2

Note: Due to formatting, the title here is not correct (though, what is?). This poem is called 22_now_22. Thank you for your understanding. Full disclosure and credit due, I’ve been listening to the album 22, A Million by Bon Iver lately, starting yesterday 2/22/2021, at the suggestion of my dear friend Blackbird, and it has … Continue reading 2^2_now_2^2

IMMirrorr MirrorrIM

okay. end state: 8 /fate same weight both ways reflect tocelebrateelseemulate toimitate? 12 yearsnew fears 13 days shield=mace heart laidto waste linesbreakyour face take breath (not taste) away no haste no grace waitbait to bate 20 2 4 3 2 more to see you breathe fog / steam 2C Dig toBeneath Dougiedug E3 not 15through … Continue reading IMMirrorr MirrorrIM

The Fall of the Vapor Mystic

The Flowers in Her Hair

For Merve. The flowers in her hairGreenLike the Earth when it is healthyA music that can only be felt and never heardA memoryDistant, yet distinctAmong all thingsVapor cloud fallenNowMystic 2 riseBlueClouds 2 gather nowNo stormStill windCalm, sereneFire 4CleansingAshen EarthRiver runs andThere is growthOnce more

The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part III (Even When It Cannot Be Seen)

A thick, black fog hangs low over this place now. Long shadows cast by rolling waves of darkness spilling across the houses and walkways. With each passing second, breathing becomes increasingly labored.   The windswept streets grow empty and desolate, As the life that once filled them hides behind doors and walls of brick, As … Continue reading The Fall of the Vapor Mystic, Part III (Even When It Cannot Be Seen)

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Collaborations

Coda Darkness

This piece was written in collaboration with my dear friend soupie.r, who can be found on Instagram at https://www.instagram.com/soupie.r/ It was a joy to work with you, soupie.r, and I hope we will have more future opportunities to create together. soupie.rPitch Darkness and numb limbs,cloudy vision and sad ink,A smell of oil and unpleasant breaths,The … Continue reading Coda Darkness

Обнять (To Embrace)

This piece was written in collaboration with Dilara, a good friend from Russia who is one of many wonderful people I have met on Ablo over the course of the last several years. Dilara, you are a wonderful friend, and an inspiration, both in terms of life and writing. I am so grateful that we … Continue reading Обнять (To Embrace)

When I Breathed Longing for You

This piece was written in collaboration with my good friend from Ablo Ikee from Indonesia, a very talented poet who regularly sends me lovely micro-poems to brighten my day. I am so grateful for you, Ikee, for your kindness and for the inspiration that has arisen from it. Ikee:Kau bernafas dalam dirikuSaat aku menghembuskan kerinduan … Continue reading When I Breathed Longing for You

No Diamante, a Sua Preciosidade

This piece was written in collaboration with one of my most cherished friends, a Brazilian diamond in her own right, Sunflower. My sincere gratitude to her for the beautiful lines she has provided, and for the creative energy that was produced by this collaboration. I have dearly missed working together in this manner. Sunflower: A … Continue reading No Diamante, a Sua Preciosidade

Milestones

This piece was written in collaboration with the light-bringer Lykke, my dear friend whose prose inspired a deluge of thoughts and actions, as well the words below. My sincere thanks to her for all we have discussed and all we still have to learn from each other. Lykke: Milestones… When my day starts here Your … Continue reading Milestones

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