Sunday, March 16, 2025

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Emergences.

"Sun is alive.
We, faded day,
a day, no benign,
its hot,
sudden ruby, away,
as a sun in us,
awarded a cradle.
Him I held: arcaded,
raw, a sun in us,
a say away,
burned dust
Oh sting in ebony
a day added
a few evil,
as in us."

--@merlinaacevedo.bsky.social

Olive Thomas in The Flapper (1920).

"bird song
your warm breath
who is not here"

--@poemexe.com

A call to return the Statue of Liberty.

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