restless
shadows
of ourselves
living in light…

/
🎨by Ashvin Harrison

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There are long before we are done. I walk beside the last cart. There is blood and filth on me; this is how men die in battle. Some were not dead; they are now. The sergeants granted that grace.

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Split into
dark light
and white shadow
the image of you
It is said
that love knows
not centuries
I will hold the memory
And you will hold
the map
the legend
and the puzzle’s key

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When east is and is east they will come.
One among them knew what this meant. On Tuesday the 33rd of Decuary 2097 the wise one awoke. He stared in horror, his compass spinning this way and that.
“They have come,” his fragile voice croaked.

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(2/2)
...Far east? Have you been to RiverHill? The settlement by the first ever river known to man, & the last ever mountains to sprout from Earth. There, old mixes with new. Magic mixes with the real. Witches and angels live among men. Why..even I'm from that town"

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(1/2)
"I have been to its strangest corners" said the traveler "To the Flaming Mountains of Forever Doom, to the great wide Sea of Ten Thousand Dipped Moons, to the Desert of Falling Stars"

"I see" said the talking tree "But have you been east? ...

(contd..)

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was always
on my mind,

Then,
the Westerlies
swayed, &

brought me back
to my homeland
In the east...

I now travel
to and fro
in the season
of you...

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my - a pearl
sinking
into the memory
of the primordial ocean

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With a whisper in your nightmare, the hounds begin the chase. In anthropomorphic witchery I ride with the Hunt. Skin shredding to bone, I take my beastly form. This night I will convoke the spoken secrets of your soul



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Fall inward
To wreathe from the cuts
Of the carrion crows
Skulking betwixt disquieted winds
And the pull of the bowed
Paradisiacal midway~
For what becomes of your soul
In the preload to the edit of darkness?
When everywhere & nowhere..
Concurrently...exist,

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her soul’s story…
dancing with
restless
pages

/
🎨by Ashvin Harrison

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Are human bodies just flesh and bones?
Or pieces of art composed of atomic cyclones?
With nitrogen, hydrogen, calcium, and potassium, our bodies consist of water and magnesium.
We are magnificent souls created by flames, Masquerading as people with human names.

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We never found the
in anatomy class
Our instructor told us
dissections wouldn’t have them
after our subjects had passed

I made it my business
to see and extract a soul
I needed expendable bodies
to accomplish my goal

I’m in prison
Society
doesn’t share
my vision

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New day
Grown I expect from
A soul -
Pleasant and unassuming

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“There lies a key for every door, though none are all the same…

Not force
Nor words
Nor fear
Nor doubt

Can work upon our

Just quiet, patient love.

There lies a key for every door…”

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mates if I possessed
one left when I died
last time came 'n ghosted
first winter brings the sun
mate

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From the fall into starfire
Pale as a new fashioned corn;
Light as the lava with the air,
twists shadow to fabric tear; moon drop
The angels' shrieks with heavy delight
Laid her on these crystalline hands

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the dark and
hide

behind feelings
raw and sore

they are an from a time before

when flower fields were located


of my heart

and you
were the remedy from the very start


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I am held close
In the palm of your hand
In the pocket of your heart.
Help me remember you
Every morning
Every night
How you dearly love me
And gave your life.
Oh, Love, my insanity takes me!
Let me not forget!

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Under the sun
The wind gathers the sand in dunes
memories always chasing - a pack of hungry dogs!
a remnant of mother’s smile, the echo of an infant’s cry,
and your hand on my forehead, love.
Oh, describing life is easier than living it!

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