up before sunrise
I was made for the dawn
the wind whips off the lake
like nothing can inhabit
this land
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12.seventeen
twelve.17
the winds rose overnight and compelled us all to feel. limbs of sycamores fell into the streets. the cat brought me a headless robin in a mouth full with feathers. i believe i am chosen to be raw. nothing comes easy anymore. i tell my story by words. life has never been so enticing.
kicks
curiosity can amplify
a drained spirit
add glowstix
a wicked costume
a strange expression
add darkness
packs of children
hollowed pumpkins
candles and wind to
animate all inanimate
creatures so scared it
kickstarts the breath
and now i’m thrilled
you see we’re truly
living
2am
whistling out into the night in the wind, i saw you inside a window of light. your darkness took form as you watched me. 2am. i made repeated visits to the night, albeit brief. we met across sugar alley. where the sun encounters the moon.
the wind remembered
nobody remembered her name or her face
or the pale of her wrists
by the edge of her lace
no one remembered the man or his name
who sunk his axe deep
in the wood
in the yard
in his sleep
only the wind still whispered her name
through the gaps and the floors
through those walls
made of wood
and wrung out the leaves of the trees
just like hands
to remember the others
the other ones who had died
there
two and twenty years before
and twice as long
before then
and twice as long
before then
and twice as long
before then
