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exchanging vows at a church on a sunny day in the October of my junior year I was back in school on Monday Peroxide She’s like a clean window, so easy to see right through Fragile as the glass that breaks, the fragments draw the blood from you The glass that shatters so violently when provoked by the pressure of an iron truth, the damning of an unsettled doubt You are naked by a window, broken into pieces, all that anyone can see is the cut and bloodied skin While they’re holding one another, a sorrowed song is sung ringing through the ears of anyone who hears the screams I’ve got a cold heart, hardened as a stone, because stone is the only thing that can’t be torn away from me I’ve got a blind line of sight, because hindsight burns my eyes, and I am seeking out the comfort of a worn conclusion 10
Livid Step Everything is a reminder, a flickering candle, a photograph of a light that would reside, that would call out to you In light, in darkness too, a reminder It eroded, it dwindled into the deepest depths of a spirit One day you will know Oh child, be patient There’s something waiting for the clutch of your hand, your heart too Darkness can’t reside, it just can’t live here anymore It’s something to let go of Flush the spirit, cleanse it There are reasons for this, oh child Be patient and realize it Without a Day Somehow your first taste of blood is an initiation. A cold hard truth you live with You nor I will ever forget how momentous it felt to step over, to only fall I know all too well how far I’ve fallen, how deep I’ve swam, because I’m drowning 11
Page 3: Patterns of Reconciliation Matt Mau
Page 6 and 7: Introduction from the Prism of Past
Page 8 and 9: the exchange in Doraville - ‘Old
Page 10 and 11: was the last time I’d ever set fo
Page 14 and 15: You know all too well because your
Page 16 and 17: a passing day it has become The gre
Page 18 and 19: Sands-a-slippin’, the tide’s wa
Page 21 and 22: Part Two Determination of Deteriora
Page 23 and 24: epeating tender moments, and the sa
Page 25 and 26: An unconscious escape, just coining
Page 27 and 28: The colors within shadows can be in
Page 29 and 30: Waste high in deep panorama, life m
Page 31 and 32: weeping of our brothers and sisters
Page 33: only false consolation Eras die off
Page 36 and 37: Not Easily Resolved You packed for
Page 38 and 39: Am/Are a Shadow I am a shadow whose
Page 40 and 41: This was carefully thought out Just
Page 42 and 43: ack into the stream, the movement t
Page 44 and 45: The lonely call to action, random i
Page 47 and 48: Part Four Post-mortem or Rebirth 45
Page 49 and 50: When we met, I’d asked you where
Page 51 and 52: Breaking free is understanding the
Page 53 and 54: Blood Mediation in Transit Funny ho
Page 55 and 56: illicit gifts sent inconspicuously
Page 57 and 58: The brilliant remnants of dissemble
Page 59 and 60: In Accordance With the Shared Visio
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Imprints & Post-Scripture Arrival,
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watching in waste’s rotation, a p
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Watching - lines of your fingers in
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... Captioning a void, formerly a v
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choking on the pill and its packagi
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Questions aren’t unasked nor dign
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News Cycle Each day is a process of
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we’re entrenched in impressions d
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Part Six Post-Scripture 79
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Status Interruptus The body resets
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The Spirit Vacuum Exploitive concep
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waking moments waged from fevered d
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Thank you - Bob Medina, Melissa Mil
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