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Fortress

Poetry

Fortress I don’t trust. It has nothing to do with you. It has nothing to do with our time together on this earth. My heart is a fortification confining the transgressions of generations, detaining their retributions from rampaging across the sugar cane fields, or scorching the newly bloomed hibiscus flowers, tearing the wings off hummingbirds,

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Nights of Lights

Poetry

Nights of Lights Suspended lights whose glow glides against a smoldering sunset, While the color of navy eyeshadow creeps an ashy stroke along a darkening sky. Lightning bugs flutter between incendiary bodies, Propagating waves across the uncompromising emptiness of space, Landing like stardust on our already over-heated skin. We wait for talismans, Some message in

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