Lucky-Once-Removed

It's a special kind of pain. Like your heart is nauseous and fevery and suffocating all at once. But mixed with moments of almost-numb pins and needles prickliness. At specific sunsets it seems not worth the toll to squash this certain sadness. And so I feel. I count myself lucky-once-removed if there are friends around … Continue reading Lucky-Once-Removed

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A compost fever dream

I started playing with words while studying vocab today and accidentally wrote my first poem in Tonga. It's probably chock full of grammatical errors but I'll just claim poetic license. Unfortunately I can't figure out how to insert audio I recorded, but here's Tonga text, followed by rough English translation:   Cilotoyota Ndalikulota kuti ndalikuyota … Continue reading A compost fever dream