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The Junction

·Nov 16, 2021

Listen

Listen: I found something — perhaps heard it — perhaps felt it — [but felt in the same sense as when someone tastes something that they are incredibly used to, like the taste of the roof of their mouth] Maybe felt it — maybe found it — maybe, finally, discovered…

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Listen
Listen

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Published in

The Junction

·Jul 2, 2021

This inconsistency

This inconsistency — I want everyone to evaporate Then I want them to fall from the indigo wall between me and the stars, back into me Then I want them to evaporate, green and misty Then fall into my seedless chest again Then evaporate, whooshing like passing cars, splashing upward…

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This inconsistency
This inconsistency

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Published in

The Junction

·Nov 29, 2020

These are alleyways between

These are alleyways between. These are bricked-up forgotten children. These, the ones from all the way beneath. These pushing-pulling…

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These are alleyways between
These are alleyways between

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The Junction

·Nov 13, 2020

Where were words when I sat green

Where were words when I sat green unboiled, unseen, tough in the way saplings are, tender in the way old men are once they’ve come to their white bedsheets once they’ve come to nod and blink from behind unsheathed teeth I wonder where words were then in between, in the days…

Poetry

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Where were words when I sat green
Where were words when I sat green
Poetry

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Aug 15, 2019

Can you find me here?

Can you find me here? Can you find me swell? Can moments lead to moments and divisibly more moments? She hears the ditch drain echo — “Come, step forward into…

Poetry

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Poetry

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Aug 8, 2019

I walked into a place

I walked into a place I decided to lie down there I juggled three oranges against the glossy white orange peel wall texture from my pallet on the floor in the place I just walked in I slept there I dreamed there I dreamed I decided to lie there until…

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Jun 17, 2019

(hu)Mankind, leap.

(hu)Mankind, leap. Giants leap for steps so small that they seem like one. Where is your belief in the things that happened and meant something? Gah, man, i guess i…

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Jun 10, 2019

Mo(nu)ment(s)

Moment moment moment moment moment moment moment moment moment moment. Moment, moment moment. Moment moment moment moment moment moment moment moment. Monument moment moment moment moment. Moment, moment, moment, moment…

Poetry

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Poetry

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Published in

The Junction

·Feb 21, 2019

When.

When evening balances my purple melancholy, when all the lights are artificial, especially when the moon is full, itself artificially reflecting the hidden truth of the sun, and sucking into the black all of the remaining light from the little stars salted across the sky, when I reserve my own…

Poetry

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When.
When.
Poetry

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Feb 21, 2019

When I Thought They Were Blackbirds

The glob swung and jumped and swayed across the east. We were parked beside a Hale County road, facing the peeking light of the sun which hadn’t yet crested the horizon. …

Life

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When I Thought They Were Blackbirds
When I Thought They Were Blackbirds
Life

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Will Watson

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Father and husband. Writer. Law student.

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