@Nomadwarmachine She hides between the words, poems as cover and stories as forests, reaching up to grab a few leaves of the trees to remind herself of what is real and what is not. #smallstories poem remix @dogtrax June 28,… Continue Reading →
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I find myself sensitive today to invisible voices, my ears pressed to the trees, listening deep. I’ve been told there’s a quiet truth to be heard in the silence but all I gather from the world is the noise. June… Continue Reading →
I have a place I walk when I need to think. As I pass the smallest flowers and the trees, both grand and broken, the active thoughts in my brain slow. Sometimes I then hear a quiet truth from deep… Continue Reading →
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dogtrax @dogtrax @ShorterPearson Each card contained the raw numbers of who batted when and where the ball was hit, but never did we find the numbers on who caught it and how #smallstories poem remix (which is longer than the… Continue Reading →
dogtrax @dogtrax @Tdorey I find myself sensitive today to invisible voices, my ears pressed to the trees, listening deep. I’ve been told there’s a quiet truth to be heard in the silence but all I gather from the world is… Continue Reading →
The cat knew what I didn’t know, cuddled up between my worn pair of boots. We dozed, back in time, together. #smallstories original by @nomarwarmachine poem remix by @dogtrax
no i said let it go let it be let it leave of its own volition for one cannot rush that which won’t be rushed, even the snake curled around the fat of your day #smallstories poem remix by @dogtrax
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