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Gilded Banks
The river does not argue with the land. It has been here long enough to know exactly where the earth will open and where it… Read more.
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Ten Past Ten
The dial holds its quiet face open to whatever light remains. Ten past ten—the hands resting in that deliberate balance, neither climbing nor falling, as… Read more.
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Sands of Time
The space between us is only silica, ancient sand pressed thin by heat and time, the same grains that once drifted through an hourglass counting… Read more.
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Shores of Paradise
I have stood at the edge Where the water first remembers the land, Where the shore of paradise Lifts its soft, salt-sweet mouth and lets… Read more.

