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The Good II

The beauty and the wonderful can exist anywhere. You can find them in the beauty of water. You can find them in the beauty of snow. I know it’s hard to find the beauty of someone you like. I have to remind myself of that every day. I will always.

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journal.

Questions still linger The jury is out Looks likes that’s their place of preference. Two is a crowd But three’s needed for a conversation Even if one’s never heard.

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The Hole

Jump of the bench. Rise and fly. Return to place. Go back to bench. Jump up to find third nail, jump again, return to bench. Shuffle away. Go back and sit down. Everything is full of wonders.

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Infinity

He stands beside you, and you smell his breath. You smell the compost of the wormy tree roots and the sweat of his hands. You realize that the tree trunk is also moving, gently loping forward as the days grow longer and longer. The tree moves because it knows time is coming.

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Deaming on the Beach

Dream on a beach was never about getting a massage or feeling younger or beautiful. They were about getting a dream. It was either going on a meditation retreat in Greece for two weeks or meditating in an old van in the wilderness for a week. She’d dreamed of both.

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bygones.

My neighbour’s son is holding an old and visibly very damaged ring frisbee in his mouth, crawling with it, on all fours, across the huge lawn at the back of their house, the size some people would grow crops on. He is all by himself. He’s eleven, if I’m not mistaken. I have a perfect …

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Other World II

He’d never seen one, although he’d imagined them. The image of the angel clinging to the walls of the stable with burning wings, screaming at the darkness—it still made him shudder, despite the knowledge that the thing wasn’t real.

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The Basics

Humans love dreaming. Most mammals love dreaming. Birds seem to have nightmares. All animals use dreams. If you think you’re going to sleep when you’re awake, you’re probably dreaming. You’re probably dreaming.

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nineteen ninety-two.

Is this genuine? __ Words memorised. Someone else’s words. Long sentences, but then — beautiful ones. __ Makeup they put on me. Too many bulbs around the mirror, but we all had to do it, so it was okay. __ Cues. I need to remember my cues, so I can speak when I’m supposed to. …

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synch.

He said “Let’s think it over. This is crazy.” She said “Let me think. What’s the time?” He said “It’s a precious thing we have here.” She said “Anyway.” He said “It’s just that we handle frustration poorly.” She said “It’s too late. This cannot be undone.” He said “Please don’t say that.” She said …

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a runny nose.

“He likes being around us. Looks like he feels very comfortable. Just watching the kids play ball. He’s always quiet. When we go for a walk he often stays a little behind. But never stays too far for too long. And there’s a sense of him always watching out for us. But then, he won’t …

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on the shore.

After sunset. Not much after. Might’ve been before. * With that light off Night would come easier. * Considering. Necessary but not sufficient. * Suspended. At your mercy. And the sea will envelope you, No matter what.

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lost.

Running a sack race hooded. Hooded, meaning you don’t see a thing.

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Oberwelt

The way she kissed him, all the eroticism and tenderness, and he found his answer, his vow, his vow to her.

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early march.

Crows at shoulder height sitting on a fence. I shiver as I pass them. They scrutinise me, their eyes say “you’re in our debt.” They’re frozen, I realise. Things around them are in motion, all’s a blur. The fence has faded into a perfect mid-grey, but they’re still there, very black, suspended in time. I …

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lost cat.

WARNING! Zelma went missing on Nov 11. Not a day too early, frankly. Last seen in Heywood park to the horror of pigeons and small children. Be very careful in the neighbourhood! Female with tiger-tail and a matching flair for murder. Will purr her way into your house and take your loved ones hostage. Needs …

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picture window.

“He won’t move from the window. Has been staring out for an hour now.” “Is that a problem?” “I think he’s frustrated.” “Oh, okay. That’s all, you think?” “That’s all? You know he cannot handle frustration.” “There’s no harm in staring out the window.” “He’s not contemplating the scenery. He’s barely conscious.” “He’ll come around.” …

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