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Poems

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  • Blind | Opulent, Unfunereal World

    The way, as I wake, some shimmery dream

  • PHYSICS, ETC.

    Everything and everybody are always doing something.

  • Family

    None of my friends called their grandmother Nana.

  • Morning, Redux | Drift Road

    Another morning in the obscure,

  • from Devil Mutant Child

    Exactly the hair I wanted,

  • Between the Bed and the Window

    First, the light, which is always

  • What Light Tastes Like

    Depends on the hour of departure and if flowers

  • Untitled |Untitled

    Day as in backwards

  • April

    I think I will accept my life, the moment

  • The Myth of the Eternal Return

    The river sinks beneath our love

  • Woman, Man, Tepoztlán

    Mother, today I met a man.

  • naked dreaming

    an artist friend once told me