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Author Archives: lbk
January says: what is will change
Inhabit the pause The light is the same all day. Whether dim and diffuse under a bed of cloud, or sparkling sharp and horizontal under a deep forgiveness of blue, the days are short and there is a sameness to … Continue reading
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gifted
The River Dragon has a secret spring of generosity that does not ask what’s needed, but simply gives and gives and gives. OOO
the necessary fee
The ferryman spits and reaches into the water where the roots of an old tree gnarl the bank. He pulls out my head by the hair. Just that – my head and nothing else. My hair is laced with weed … Continue reading
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December comes through the trees
The wind blows through bare branches. There is a footfall of approach. A cloud of breath. December takes my hand, lays me down in the leaf bed, lets the cold settle over me, the still and the cold, the snow, … Continue reading
the way of sustenance
After some time I begin again. I ask please to help me find sustenance. Again the wolf comes quickly. Dark gray and shaggy, long legged and lean. Her name is Uru. It means Hungry. She leads the way and I … Continue reading
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the mouth of the wolf
I have been standing on the edge staring into the darkness. I have been up against the wall, thinking: Wait for it… Wait for it… What does a train wreck sound like? Do you hear it all at once? or … Continue reading
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last leg
I near the end of a long journey. A vast rocky plane is at my back. Ahead in the distance, the spires of a city make music against the blue. The city calls to the pack on my back. The … Continue reading
November silence holds nothing
It is late, the days tick by. I want to find the spirit of November, but it eludes me. All around the air is clear and bright. I am weightless in this light. I cup my happiness and set it … Continue reading
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divine intervention
I find myself pinned to the page, right through the middle. My hands open and close around the silver shaft, struggling to pull it from my chest, but to no avail. This requires divine intervention. A lovely woman bends over … Continue reading
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October breaks
There is stillness. And cold. Everything as it is, holding position. There is stillness and great planes of light touching everything. Then, the smallest of sounds, thin and profound, almost undetectable, the crack of bonds breaking. Now the wind is … Continue reading
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dream stories 