I. Tide Sleeping, breath rolls in waves,surf on the shore of dreams.Moon hauls the dreamer's water, phase by phase;kelp-dark thought uncoils, opens like a palm. Thought-flotsam the shore collects,wrack from teeming verdant life.The dreamer buries treasure;the woken mind finds a chest—jinni, genius, jest—Ozymandias trailing his measure across wet sand. Slowly, tide erases all it gave,back … Continue reading Tide & Upwelling: A Diptych
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How to Hold the Door
You're in a conversation that has stalled. The other person said something flat, or slightly off, or just boring. Your brain quietly assembles an exit — check the time, find a graceful pivot, invent a reason to leave. You tell yourself you're tired. You might even be tired. But pause here: if the conversation had … Continue reading How to Hold the Door
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