Tag: presence
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I want to catch it before I lose it
Air is violently bellowed through, blowing out impurities — carbon, silicon, detritus…. Some of the carbon is processed back in, and under intense and loving human ingenuity, an element is alloyed into a synthetic wonder — man-made, yet of nature. Everybody loves my mom, because she is the quiet foundation that holds us all together…
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Run The Other Way…
I physically get up. Look for a door. Go through. Can’t outrun it. Why even try? Freeze, fall, flail. Face.
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A Maze Meant More Than I Knew
My letters form in shadow but will soon see light as I fill the page. As I get out of their way.