Boxes of Darkness
I think for awhile I had an attic and basement full of them, maybe an entire house.
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FRESH OFF THE PAGE: Right here, always
What a gift to get,
Even at an end–
To begin anew again.
FRESH OFF THE PAGE: Go in grace
I taste it in my voice, running like a river, mingling with others…
flowing in and out, filling up the endless sky…
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FRESH OFF THE PAGE: Treading water
I can’t see anymore, what might wait there, what monsters or miracles, terrible and beautiful, glide all around me…
FRESH OFF THE PAGE: To catch the light
there is only that instant… when it returns… and I know such warmth again… when understanding dawns.
FRESH OFF THE PAGE: only silence
a chance come round again,
well-earned and willing,
to sing a new song,
wonderful and wise…
FRESH OFF THE PAGE: fireflies dance
the fires burning quietly, this constellation of small stars surrounding me,
fallen to earth below…
(Not so) Fresh Off the Page: quiet calamity
Tucked inside was a copy of this poem, which was actually was written even earlier in 8th grade…
