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ReReturn
When you return you’re like a different identity different landmarks of unannounced discoveries. you are potent with journeys with love, names written in concrete, solitary nights where you could have smashed all your belongings and like a door way opening… Continue reading
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Dream
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Improvisation around meeting my friend Virginia
Am I the only one atop a pillar in a room of footsteps and spoken phenomena the book drops and when I say this the book drops I won’t fill my words with master founder directives this actuates and the… Continue reading
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Absence
When you were born arriving like an arrow amongst arrows many organisms, geological ages, cities, books and ideas passed and now live on planets of prior Earths. A butterfly lives in a room for centuries. The shock felt by running… Continue reading
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Guesthouse
Taking parts of the riverlocked in a suitcaseto enjoy and studyand see if the voices re-emerge fromthe ausland of negativitybusy with lettersenvelopes the internal compartments ofthis suitcase of coordinatesof catcradle betweenthe floors of my hotel the mezzanine threading throughappearing from… Continue reading
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Clothes on the Floor
We were in close chambers for a year had stepped across each others thresholds. We brought lifelong obscura, our sour drops of stories that together stirred made lakes in common you and the distrust of the utterance of love and… Continue reading
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Half-bird Poem
They are keepsakeswhichwhatever words. they’re kept for ideasthat became humanand wandered off. or other selves fallenfrom parapets like sick birds these whichway when-whatever wordsempty walnut shells floatingon leaf-littered stormwater that arrive in a thatcharch bundlebird poopedbird tired arrived at grey… Continue reading
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Separate Ghost – flash fiction
I spent nights watching walls. Car headlights slithering past, in a series like cards falling. The traffic continued. On full moons the moonlight would shine cylindrically on my face. I finally saw him one night walk into the living room… Continue reading
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Mountain Garden
In winter, heat first arrives as a vertical wish. Somewhere deep in a park inside the nowhere between night and morning shadows wave on barely audible ground and from behind a fence the smell of paraffin awakens the iron of… Continue reading
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Slept Psychology
Only when eyelids knock on each otherfor the purposes of entrydo they close and shut you in. Here is a pillow you can usefor a mattressto take advantage of rapid rapping onblack doors.I’m trying to rememberthe last time I rememberedhypnogogia… Continue reading
Ariel Riveros Pavez 