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March 8, 2025 at 8:05 AM
UNWRITTEN UNTIL NOW
—thirteen borrowed truths

I didn’t start as a poet.
I started as someone trying not to disappear.
In October 2024, poetry arrived,
not with epiphany,

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July 9, 2025 at 9:06 PM
April 4, 2025 at 12:41 PM
LIGATURE
—where tenderness leaves fingerprints sharper than violence

Not all #bruises bloom—
some whisper
in inherited tones,
tucked beneath
well-pressed syllables
called composure.

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May 26, 2025 at 3:51 PM
SEAMWORK
—where brokenness becomes architecture

Not as healing, but as cartography,
each fault line mapped with quiet precision—
a testament to unfinished symphonies.

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June 1, 2025 at 6:35 AM
-GRAVITY OF LIGHT-
'brilliance isn't proof of survival—it’s the echo of surrender'
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Even broken stars #shine—
not because they survived,
but because they ended burning.

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April 14, 2025 at 2:33 PM
UNKNOWING — the kiss between self and shadow

Sometimes it’s not wisdom that survives,
but the silence that teaches more than certainty?

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October 2, 2025 at 5:39 PM
THE ANATOMY OF REMAINING
—a conversation with inheritance

Some inherit estates.
Others inherit syntax, posture, mercy and the long afterlife of silence.

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January 22, 2026 at 7:52 PM
TRACES
—where their silence still lives

I follow #traces—
not of footsteps,
but warmth
folded into things
they touched
and left.

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May 19, 2025 at 9:23 PM
#EMBRACE
—the afterglow of her absence

She enfolded ruin
with the elegance of reprieve—
each gesture a benediction,
each silence a hushed requiem
that taught my tremble
how to masquerade as calm.

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May 15, 2025 at 10:17 AM
THE DAY THE SKY REMEMBERED HER
— a waking dream in which love refuses gravity

“Hope is a waking dream.”
Perhaps that’s why the dead don’t leave us—
they relocate into courage.

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February 19, 2026 at 1:46 PM
VESTIBULE
— antechamber of the unannounced

Fear announces itself softly.
Stillness can be a grammar of courage.

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January 8, 2026 at 5:57 PM
THE UNSENT
—where distance is a second language

To #yearn
is to inhabit the pause—
not for what was,
but what almost
learned my name.

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May 24, 2025 at 6:48 PM
BOOTSTRAP
—crawling wasn’t failure

I was a #caterpillar,
nested in code—
until silence rebooted me,
and poetry
became my most
unintended output.

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May 4, 2025 at 3:28 PM
CENOTAPH
—a structure for what could not be held

My life split—
not with sound,
but with the silence that follows
a phone call
that says nothing,
only breath
on the other end
too afraid to become words.

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May 29, 2025 at 3:55 PM
CRUMPLED
—a paper never meant to be flat again

He left a note,
not for the world,
but for himself—
then #crumpled it,
because healing
is sometimes
harder than silence.

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April 19, 2025 at 8:44 AM
MALWARE
'disguised as delight, designed to awaken'

They laughed— #fool
painted and pliant
But I was
infiltration

A joy-shaped bypass
masking revolt
in rhythm and ribbons

While they clapped
I rewrote the code
beneath their applause

Hope wasn’t the act
It was the payload.

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April 17, 2025 at 2:17 PM
TEMPERATURE OF HER SILENCE
—what I kept sipping long after she left

She vanished like steam—
no noise
just the echo of her teacup touching wood

Now, when the world forgets its fire
peace feels like a warm cup ... ... ...

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May 18, 2025 at 9:56 PM
THE WORLD, AT YEAR’S EDGE

As the year loosens its grip, the world chooses light.
Not because all is healed, but because illumination is courage.
Between farewell and beginning, may we carry what mattered gently—and step forward with quiet hope.

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December 25, 2025 at 11:50 AM
INDIGO KNIFE
—where solace conceals its slaughter

grief carved its citadel within me,
and I welcomed #a dagger wrapped in silk
as sovereign —
scented limbs sutured the crypt
I refused to mourn,
each fever a clandestine execution

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July 6, 2025 at 9:48 PM
RECALIBRATION
—a voice reverse-engineered from loss

I did not choose verse—
I escaped into it,
when containment
became too elegant
to bear.

Dazed and Confused,
I misread grief
as noise—
until silence
rewrote me
as sound.

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July 10, 2025 at 9:35 PM