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into love, the horizon stretched, across memory. the winter walk down a mile long street, to kneel in blazing dark, with voices made of wind. then memory becomes a chalice, in the rooms of light, holding the challenge of mourning.  until silent wings fell on the day, a sudden blow, full of simple wonderings.

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This story asks how we pass on knowledge and other gifts. It honours the people and landscapes that live on through us.

there is a whisper of your body’s smell in the air

crocus and stargazers lilacs and yellow roses

beauty bleeding brightness like an infant’s smile

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This story plunges into the body as our portal to the world. It explores our intertwined perceptions and the creative sensualities of the body, mind, and spirit.

there are days, you can walk as far as you like. into death, memory. into green leaves hanging, like closed curtains, over the earth. covering the mouth, of what you can, recall. voices in a certain space, blue and yellow and shaped, by a small boy who stood on a precipice, of melting steel. you are there, as you must be, a guardian of images, who will only talk, with you.

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This story explores what we remember and what we forget—the secret and suspended expanses we enter and fill.

the cloud’s tight white skin

beat like a drum -

there was a message here -

and the field of flutes

answered willingly

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This story is about the desire for community, about giving back, and nurturing.

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violins. empty streets. the hours sleep.

a flashlight blisters the failing dark. flag

of persistence, sweat of dreams. discord. memory.

shouts of forgiveness, out of thin waters, birth

and burning. a pressure into the cascading

wisdom of stones.

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This story considers what pushes us beyond the limits of human capability and what disintegrates connections with reality.

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the leaves of so many oaks maples birch and willow

litter the expanse and bend into endless fields

what shadows the wild tall grass aspire to contain

those bright lights waiting to explode upon the sleeping hills

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This story seeks relationships beyond the human, following those of us who (dis)connect with nature and explore the divine.