Poetry | When Things Collide

I am always in love
with the thought of
things colliding—

How the ocean
and the sky meets
in a landscape

How the sun
and the moon
cross through eclipses

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Poetry | Narcissus and the Lake

Everyday, I look at you
but you only see yourself

Everyday, I look at you
I never see myself

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