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she hunts me
Descending stillness in the dark of the nightI can feel her, breathingPatience is an autumn tree Content and leavingShe is a skilled hunter she waits for meShe doesn’t pursue me, she Hums my name like wind through treesShe remembers meEven when I forgetAnd I move too hastilyAnd I think purpose and meaning must be somewhere…
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November
how does it all add upacross lifetimes I meanall the characters we’ve beenthe many people we’ve loved and betrayedwhen we get to Novemberthis great narrowing inif November was all we knewwe’d be sunsets, me and youwe’d come in glossy and fadingburning so unabashedly bright while blissfully resigning to the truth of the nightold habits wouldn’t…
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mediocre painter
There was a lesson you were supposed to learn but didn’t. You’ve been addicted to searching and calling it commitment.Calling it “at least I’m not complacent” Calling it “getting ahead”But you need time on your side, not at your back. It’s not what you’re working for It’s what you’re working against.But you don’t have to.…
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desert sun
in the desert sun I can’t outrun these shadow figures and this mirror maze these day-lit filters and this blinding gaze my mindset is a swing set I’m not ready to get off yet so bring it up again – remind me how I built the sturdy walls of my incarceration: rock formations, fabrications of…
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where I live now
It’s just that I don’t live there anymoreWhere advertisements and political mail are left at the front doorYou can find me on the slight breezeNot the steady one.I’ve walked out on every therapist I’ve ever had andI’m not saying therapy is bad butThere must be more than just the get-throughI’ve been giving this life my…
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once a song
I have faith in tides that change and stars that fall in the outstretched arms of time and place what once we loved moves through us all. and you my dear were once a song we danced and breathed our deathless dreams until the river came and went and you had been there all along.
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prayer to the earth
Teach me to be wild and still Teach me to go where I will How to wither until I expire. Teach me how to leave And to stay To be solid And washed away with time or With water. Teach me to be colorful Like rainbows and rust Teach me to love Without trust To…
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you, me, and the wind
why you chose to tie your life strings to a person already married to the wind is something I’ll never try to understand. I’ll only try as I have since that day that the wind blew me right into your net and we locked eyes for the first time – to explore the farthest corners…
Laura Marcoux 