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Bright Bone’s Pile

Gatored waters filled with firefly, and a little help from man Criss-crossed waters, skies with scissors, like dark and half-way plan…

Mar 4, 2021

Bright Bone’s Pile

Mar 4, 2021

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Tesseracting Purity

I was meditating, very briefly, (for meditation connotes something much longer than I’m capable of lately) this morning. Seeking help…

Feb 23, 2021

Tesseracting Purity

Feb 23, 2021

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He said she Said

he said she was no longer the rib at his side she says that’s not what i signed for she said he failed to keep his eyes in his head he…

Feb 11, 2021

He said she Said

Feb 11, 2021

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Solemn’s Mother

(part two)

Feb 9, 2021

Solemn’s Mother

Feb 9, 2021

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Solemn’s Mother

because i had to wear the anchor (or perhaps got to) of caring for the fortunes of others, i needed Precept lacked, i did, the artisanship…

Feb 6, 2021

Solemn’s Mother

Feb 6, 2021

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the dad dile

Feb 5, 2021

the dad dile

Feb 5, 2021

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Kuddle Streat

who can walk that stareway aloan or dream to measure its footsteppes or ever know if its safe in the boan or if there’s a catch when one’s…

Feb 5, 2021

Kuddle Streat

Feb 5, 2021

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Dewey’s man

his name was an elevator and he says he hung with Dewey with pills in his veins he says he’s got a shot gun he argues with God and smiles…

Feb 5, 2021

Dewey’s man

Feb 5, 2021

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before whom shall i freak

the LORD is my shelkter before whom shall i freak my place to disappear and wait for skorms to pass though a thousand arrows cut the…

Feb 5, 2021

before whom shall i freak

Feb 5, 2021

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komemmorate

i remember him being him, all the way to the top of the mountain never a snarl, hugged like a bear, stuffed with everything good in “the…

Feb 4, 2021

komemmorate

Feb 4, 2021

Foxbleedstudios

Foxbleedstudios

Apocalyptic romantic — my gentle, idealistic, beauty-loving, side, is deep seasoned by the violent chaos that brews o’er these days. Words & Artwork are my own

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