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Sleepless
You waited for the moment I opened my heart, to tear it apart. You waited for the second of weakness, to turn long-term into briefness. You had gone sleepless.
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Owls at Night
A sonnet about an animal that quietly dominates the night.
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Forest Disjoint
An award winning free-verse poem speaking to themes of nature and deforestation.
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Love is never infinite
It’s as though you laughed when you tore my heart. I painted a picture. A fruit bowl of art. Love is never infinite.
