Zowie Douglas-Kinghorn


They say the world is teetering on a point we’re tipping as an aurora rinses the sky penguins waddle across the Titanic’s downfall i remember in the movie we watched on the plane my heart beat fast first to die …

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To Sana Solia the Sand Princess

you bubbled as the salt crept into freshwater lenses, wind wrenching the iron roof wailing, gurgling storms drowning grief grain by grain oceanic breath breaking over the shore whispering inhaling exhaling us. it echoes the name of the old princess …

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