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Alena
is on page 99 of 105
I used to think it was like a lightbulb, life,
dangling in the chest, asking to be switched on.
But it's not the light that's ever in question,
rather, what's your brilliant, glaring wattage?
What do you dare to gleam out and reflect?
— Jan 11, 2026 06:19AM
dangling in the chest, asking to be switched on.
But it's not the light that's ever in question,
rather, what's your brilliant, glaring wattage?
What do you dare to gleam out and reflect?
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Alena
is on page 89 of 105
...
How do they do it? Demand the
sweet continuance of birth and flight
in a place so utterly reckless? How
masterful and mad is hope.
(Outside Oklahoma, We See Boston)
— Jan 10, 2026 05:43AM
How do they do it? Demand the
sweet continuance of birth and flight
in a place so utterly reckless? How
masterful and mad is hope.
(Outside Oklahoma, We See Boston)
Alena
is on page 74 of 105
Sometimes, you have to look around
at the life you've made and sort of nod at it,
like someone moving their head up and down
to a tune they like.
(Oh please, let it be lightening)
— Jan 08, 2026 04:57AM
at the life you've made and sort of nod at it,
like someone moving their head up and down
to a tune they like.
(Oh please, let it be lightening)
Alena
is on page 45 of 105
... how much we each want to be
the pure exonerated creature, to be turned loose
into our own wide open without a single
harness of sin to stop us.
— Jan 05, 2026 05:12AM
the pure exonerated creature, to be turned loose
into our own wide open without a single
harness of sin to stop us.
Alena
is on page 17 of 105
... and I think
of that feeling when you're really full, or life is full
and you can't think of anything else that would fit in it,
but then even more sky comes and more days
and there is so much to remember and swallow.
(Someplace Like Montana)
— Jan 02, 2026 05:11AM
of that feeling when you're really full, or life is full
and you can't think of anything else that would fit in it,
but then even more sky comes and more days
and there is so much to remember and swallow.
(Someplace Like Montana)
