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Poetry

Shit, I think.

I think I’ll keep myself preoccupied. I think I’ll go out to some bar, or some club, or some place where people tick tick tock around like gears that keep this machine of a city whirring. They sometimes bump into one another, spilling drinks, flashing smiles, swapping hopes for a brief moment – before descending some […]

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Poetry

Thunderstorms

Here we are. Holding, folding, unfolding. Spinning, whirring, slipping. Your skin melts into mine, sweaty precipitation as some storm brews around us. Flash. Boom. boom. Is that a raindrop? We are together in this.

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Czech Republic Poetry Travel

Cobblestone Dances

Cold and hot, instance and essence, We walked those cobbled streets, exhaling in short puffs to try and hold some of their warmth. ‘Did you see?’ I would say. ‘Do you hear?’ she would say. We discovered which arm positions best suited our frames, Which allowed for the closest proximity and walking fluidity, Like a […]