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Sentience

is a clockwork hubbub, grinding

ruts of cogs

and hummed trills

of pulse and marrow; tea swirls

tacitly in its mug, revelatory,

and it's humid.

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There are slivers of us, echoes in parallel universes, in one, or many, we've met

and your arms feel so safe —

an inflorescence that is a home, in each other.

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Phantasmagoric pareidolia scriptured in bokeh of dusk and layers of gray, little smiles filtering through

the puddles talk

mockingbird cantillates its timely fashion, the citadel of silence crumbling

— hark! I am awake and uncloaked, minutes chastened by petrichor

and fleeting salvation.

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Adrift is the aural hum weaving in with the fog, haunt is the definition of this place...

forgetfulness sifting fingerprints over the trees, they whisper...

they whisper...

douglas firs so stern, echoes lie unsilent and reveries run amok,

what is a raindrop but a game of mirrors, a portal in a funhouse, a carousel that juggles the worlds.

There is a humming in the air, there is a humming

in the air.

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Mist hangs over morning, mourning

minutes that are dust, and

we are souls of rebirth;

horde of tadpoles blooms

in the shallows, silently

they sing of life, synonymous

with our own human

transmogrification.

Heartbeat turns inflorescent

in these psychedelic dreams.

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This one's for you. Maybe one day

you'll read it, and

maybe you won't. Life

after all

is such an origami of moments, a magazine

of film photos

with a partially missing page

— it made it in a scrapbook somewhere,

or a diary, or a letter

someone wrote their partner,

you know the type, a travel memento

with many "I miss you's"

and the fluttery written hugs.

says "feelings" and "vulnerable"

and "heart upon a sleeve",

the kind of carelessness

love flowed in

somewhere in lazy summer days,

mixtapes, and ice cream

by a fountain, cuddling on a bench

as some kids chase soap bubbles

in a park...

It all sounds so easy, natural,

but it's really a dream

that comes while staring at raindrops

at a window, wondering

where you might be

and if you are blowing soap bubbles

aimlessly into the air

and listening to a vintage tape,

and, thinking

something equally romantically whimsical

about me.

— Anna S. 2026

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Phantasmagoria

in a candle flame, sputtering, flittering

— encanting, calling to

breathe me in

like rainwater into skin, silence

dripped

from the endlessness of days.

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Wing-tales in the sky, the air, the surface of water undulated by the wind,

ridges rippling in conversation, an unknown tongue

that rushes and exults in a frenzied waltz across sentience...

I forget how to be...

in all the white noise we've unlearned how to comprehend the language of feathers,

hours becoming crusty with idle, incessant blur,

but I want to remember, I want to believe,

and I reach for it now, following the wind following the wings.

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Sun glaze over Plumeria petals, gold mingling with gold, dappled smiles...

they told me to mourn and accept the aloneness, yet I believe hope has a right to kindle on my counter like the candle I light up as I have dinner on my balcony —

it might be a simple candle, a flickering of faith as evening-fall dances around me, yet I choose to still believe

in you.

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Brevity blooming across the mist-filled echo, a pulse of heart-song — in petrichor, our senses reach a lilting transcendence.

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Heart, in the leaf- shape, beckoning to awaken as sensate; I drape dreams across breath, a'twirl among carousels of stars, as strewn pareidolia whispers tales of ordinary noise in extraordinariness of existence.

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rain and I on the terrace, sipping coffee and exchanging thoughts; it drips company into my minutes, patterned with a hum of a radiator, a distant plane, and occasional notes of bird chirps. Breeze wraps its arms over my shoulders, softly, like love.

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Casting shadows into a well of infinity, hunters yodel for daybreak, their wraithlike form silhouetting against dreams

and the liminal sight 'tween awake and slumber corrals in answers —

yet they are cyphers in any other form and when we walk into discernment, that wakefulness bears upon its back, they have once more receded to untranslation...

slanted cello strings unravel the universe, chords twisting and entwining around the stars, pleading to reform the magnum opus, the haloed glow of aurorae over once-waltzing Pangaea as she rapt-hummed her children moonlit lulabies and moss sonnets...

Don't we all dream?

Dreams of dreams of binary codes and sonar pulse, and stars! Twinkling and riding chariots into endlessness of hope, Auriga and Orion, and the Pleiades all in a song —

infinite, lyrics writ by x- and y-axis converging eternally, racing to reveal

the secret to everything.

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Superstitions fade into foggy mornings

and breath simply

flows, both astute

and willowy against the minutes

once, we were lost in space

now, we echo coordinates

untethered

and released to the tides

just being

believing

flowing.

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Solace on the wings of a breath, a vast, sprawling

field of

emotion, each glass blade — a thought rippled by able wind, like minds ripple

'neath the weight of life.

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Moonlight filters through night's able fingers, romancing me via cello weaving in and out of dreams

or a strum of acoustic guitar, sexy and suave...

you wander, barefoot, under the midnight sky, haunted by the sway of a minute...

slow-dance with me instead, as Brandon Boyd's "Petrichor" scatters its audial raindrops over our senses...

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Hush...

there's a whole vast universe in that one breath you've held in for so long, it haunts the minute, and yet

you are oceanwater undulating your wave emotions, your tides reaching and falling

across time's expanse, rising and falling of your chest

as you sleep.

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