Early morning stroll, litter-strewn sidewalks, congested with wary eyes—I visualize a freeze frame en noir et blanc, no camera in my hands. Urban clutter is stifling, I veer down an alley towards the shore, my feet caressed by…
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Qualia
Our encounters occur in subsets of parallel experiences, as qualia of inner perspectives. I observe your humanness and your color, your race and culture, unique influences occurring simultaneously in …
Broken Wings
We merge rhythms of song, our identity revealed in finite syllables, amplitude and frequencies—tones for sensory pleasure. Sunrise to dusk we serenade an unintended audience, pointlessly hostage to broken…
White Squalls
I covet freedom, oft times within my grasp, white squalls of life casting me adrift, taunting my audacity. I do not comprehend the span of my days, …