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Tuesday, September 22, 2026
Monday, September 21, 2026
poem
(untitled)
Surely you must know of such things known as artist—
people who could make a hand come to life on a page while
right there at the cafe, bar, or on the street,
talking about horrible unnecessary things.
poem
Autumn Comes
The light and things will be getting sublime from here,
headlong into the harvest and holidays;
things will become intense,
making clear who and what we are,
under an unspeakably
beautiful sun,
upon a likewise planet.
Saturday, September 19, 2026
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