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The Becoming

You line up against the words, spine cracking against the scratched up wall, and tears drip from your soft chin to the hard tile floor.


Sink Hollow 2021 Contest Issue

A Re-established Poetic
Dictionary of the Voiceless

So I smile, and I scream. My voice rebounds in echoes across the mountainside, my spirit dancing in the zenith of cosmos and sound and being. ​I want to ask what road I'm traveling. I wonder if I'm moving.


Sink Hollow 2020 Contest Issue


It is dreamlike, and I fall into a trance watching it dance in the air.
​It's slow and careless in the way it moves: sinking rising, sweeping softly like airborne dust.


Mangrove Literary Journal

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