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untitled. October. ----- their have been. and I promise that the quick strike of the light is worth it holy there is a..

untitled. pillars to the same home. then and the more light; calming what was cast before. shouting through the center of ..

She reads Rimbaud in Abalone Shells mikl paul but a ghost keeping watch over gathered flowers, insisting; only water will rais..

They steal love for the Lasting time. mikl paul They must have held one another into the furthest space of letting go. “I..

An epic, if You believe in time. mikl paul and rendering. what the clouds came here for you to say. and mouth to rib, r..

untitled. writers block can suck it, I’m a magician. mikl paul I want to write about nothing yet still find her. light..

untitled. a morning and the parable of their love making. mikl paul some stir of air what a whisper does to an open flame and ..

the dream of the lovers and their echo. mikl paul sounds of falling down and the door swinging gentle through the light. what o..

she wakes before him, and has. mikl paul out from sleep, light ever bashful and wondering where it has been. finding what you ..

Shipwrecked. mikl paul she loves each of these works that he works with his hands. legs through the sand asking is this skin re..