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over-shoulder weather
over-shoulder weather
I’ve walked the length of my sentence
long after the gates unlatched,
counting the gravel underfoot
as if each stone might still accuse.
The years have grown moss over my name,
but transgression carved into memory’s vestibule
means there is always one chair turned away,
its back carved with the shape of my absence.
I’ve mended the fence,
stitched the ...
Wednesday 17th September 2025 12:45 pm
the archivist
The Archivist
In the breath between rafters,
a figure tends the slow orchard of pages,
turning each leaf as though coaxing
a season from sleep.
Their hands move in the grammar of dust,
palming the soft weight of forgotten syllables,
listening for the faint pulse
in the paper’s marrow.
Spines lean toward them
like elders at a fire,
offering fragments of weather,
the taste of ...
Wednesday 17th September 2025 12:44 pm
reader, read her
"reader, read her"
at 2 AM, your screen dims then brightens—
a single stanza pulses in the corner,
waving like a lantern in the fog.
you swipe past: new playlists to follow,
coupons to clip, endless feeds to scroll,
poets you’ve liked, genres you’ve bookmarked.
but she—this blinking poem—leans closer,
her words unfurl, constellations expanding,
beckoning you beyond your ...
Thursday 11th September 2025 1:22 pm
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