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Nothing ends Adrian. Nothing ever ends. -Dr Manhattan The hardest part is right before the deadline when you have to deliver the finale, the amazing finish that brings it all together. Is it good enough? Did you say what you meant to say? The end is soon, so very...

All to Myself

  I like the world best at 6am because things are quiet and still and I have the emptiness of the streets all to myself. By 7 the early early commuters are out eating breakfast with one hand and narrowly avoiding pedestrians with the other and by 8 the school...

On My Forearms and the Back of My Neck

Week 26

The sun comes out in the second hour
of our conversation and she is worried
that my forearms will get burned
and encourages me to roll down my sleeves.
We while away the rest of our afternoon
talking about what we’ve each left behind
and how to think about relationships
like a tree thinks about its leaves

The Things We Orbit

steady glow of the moon
veiled by clouds of tonight
you are how I feel

do you even notice us crowded poets
slaving to describe you
in ways abstract and beautiful
so recent our arrival
and the vapors of our ecosystem
not the only clouds
over our heads
we too go largely unnoticed
except by the things we orbit
the universe is us
and let us never forget
as we pen our sonnets about the stars
that beautiful as the night is
between the clouds
there is even more starlight during the day
although it too
must sometimes struggle
through the clouds