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dip-dyed prose for darkened skies.

dip-dyed prose for darkened skies.

messages transported by a knot of sparrows across the spectrum of colors we ride on the backs of a birdsong and melt into the fire of tomorrow, souls ablaze in the flashpoint  of the words we were too afraid to share we’re crossing lines and time zones  as they swim...
we’ll all revel in the blaze

we’ll all revel in the blaze

i watched her rise from the ashes you left her in dressed in golden stars, adornments plucked from the heavens she wears them like war paint, a firewalker fueled by the power of a thousand suns, a heat aching to ignite — i call her phoenix and one day, she’ll burn...
there is power in embracing the change.

there is power in embracing the change.

the night howls and the daylight fades, nature sweeps us up in a million shades and i am hypnotized by falling leaves, captivated by their color — green-yellow-caramel  fueillemort we were taught this is evidence of death, but i find life in their evolution, i see...
symbiotic sadness.

symbiotic sadness.

the mountains roar your name and the trees… the trees sing of you and i stand under sobbing skies waiting for answers that the clouds can not provide — it appears we are all in mourning – ashley...