Invoking, acknowledging, reaching:
A different kind of poetry
For those other-worlds all around
us. May we uplift our songs
with reverence; may we send out
our call from honest lips.
we do not pray this lightly.
Dandelions & Discarded Cigarettes
It’s the little things that speak to me, imbued as they are with mystery–like flowers in a parking lot.
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In case you need to break down and pick yourself back up again, this one’s for you.
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V. H. King's Ink 