absence/presence - Recorded 04/07/2023 – Auroraboros – Objects, and the Distance Between Them For every threshold crossed, yet another new arises;The falling of the moon beckons the day, just as the dying sun calls her back to rise once more.There is no stone that has forever gone unturned, no sky which has not seen a … Continue reading absence/presence
For my void, which hides the light and challenges me to walk by my heart. This is the first of a two-part series called Shadow Mirrors. Part A is Kind. "Cruel" - Recorded 05/20/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them hurt me…likegale force wind on the trunk of a pine, bowing to … Continue reading Cruel
This piece was written in collaboration with my good friend and frequent collaborator, DJ Mary Luz, aka Malu (instagram.com/alhamdulillah_djmalu/). "Tu Trama" - Recorded 2/23/2022 - Auroraboros and Malu - Objects, and the Distance Between Them Malu: En tu trampa caí,Del deseo a la tentaciónQuise probartu venenoY ahora no puedocon la maldición… Maldición, tan sublimeDe recordar … Continue reading Tu Trampa
"Dirt, Leaves." - Recorded 2/28/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them We are dirt, leaves. Niche teeth, like bamboo. All grains are "ancient grains". On the hill, with her feet in the mud, her tears were your tears, blood running down her cheek as the sky grew dark. There was a time … Continue reading Dirt, Leaves.
This piece was written in collaboration with my dear friend, Mary Luz, or "Malu", who you can find on Instagram at https://www.instagram.com/alhamdulillah_djmalu/. This piece is dedicated to my dear Gullig, my Angie, and all we have experienced, the memories we have, and the blessing of one another's presence. "Hello" - Recorded 2/4/2022 - Auroraboros & … Continue reading Hello
"sisifis is" - Recorded 01/05/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them a smell like lonelysex andneglecthair in matted curls fallingover shouldersskin in flakesspilling likewastefluids on bareumbilical remnantforming thinkingof wetplacesfaceshardspaces likebasements floodedboxes of old photoshistory andlit candlesflickeringcarriedoutset in the sun to dry "are you okay?"honest eyes withworry and a bit ofpityenough to push … Continue reading sisifis is
I have been told I am like a bird, collecting stones and shiny objects for those I love. I wonder... is there someone, or something, with a penchant to do the same with lives? "glimmer" - Recorded 9/9/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them no resentment towards the sunfor the shadows castrathergratitude … Continue reading glimmer
Here, Where the Hollyhock Once Grew Tall
It was here that we learned to love;not the kind of love that brings a blush to the cheeks,no, not the kind of love which is all too often confused with the lust that leads to hasty marriage that leads to depression that leads to divorce,but the kind of love that is formed of the … Continue reading Here, Where the Hollyhock Once Grew Tall
I Paused Ever So Slightly Today
I paused Ever so slightly today, As my feet passed between shadows and sunlight streaming down… Warm and… It has been so long Since I have felt the glow on my face. My spirit ran free last night. I opened my mouth wide And set loose from between my teeth, Not quite words, Not quite … Continue reading I Paused Ever So Slightly Today
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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