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Dorothy as Pharmakos

You find yourself out of the binaries, out of the black and white, where the plains no longer exist. You find yourself in color. This comes after years of crafting your skill, to escape the gravity of black and white. … Continue reading

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Already In Place

I start to rub my hands together Creating heat and my fingers Wiggle into life as they Grasp tools already in place. For there is no beginning To my bones…. They stretch on through time An endless inner structure To … Continue reading

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The Art Of…

It Gnaws at me, a curse Keeps me from sleep A tumbling within my gut It Is the essence of creativity The core of any talent Emanating from my heat It Must be vanquished Rid of, as if a sickness … Continue reading

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Beyond Words

She vibrates on trails high above Tunnel Falls, where lakes colder than winter wait. No one sees her, only a wake follows. Her apparition is enough to remind her of words left behind—words which cut into her skin—permanent wounds. Not … Continue reading

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