A poem — As we sit by the beach, and the sun hangs in the sky, a light breeze comes over from the ocean, firm but gentle, enough to sway trees The leaves in motion, as they move back and forth, take on the semblance of breathing, respirations from the Earth, or maybe it’s more of…

How does it all work? — “How do these films happen?” I wondered as a child. “Do they fall out of the sky? Or out of someone’s mind?” I didn’t know better then, but I barely know now. It seems something so simple is actually so rich. A frame. In a film. A thousand considerations. A thousand iterations…

A poem to understand me — A few floating thoughts gently descend pulled by gravity guided by wind into the forefront of my mind a walk in the park with a friend a bowl of ramen with a date a night in the club with heart-pounding music where you can hear the bass in your chest all spontaneous events…

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A poem —

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A short poem about language relief —