A HOLD TO FLOAT ON

  We catch cords  like lungs lunge  towards the air, as if we would be   nothing   without something  to hold on to.  All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO.24, NAPOWRIMO

  I constructed in concrete  so many conditions  to keep me away, like walls to fold me in  and hold you out, but with every kiss the bricks dissolved like snow melting in the heat of the sun that rose again when I thought our foundation had melted. All words and drawings by Damien B. […]

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO.21, NAPOWRIMO

  Snow is no different to sun; it falls and we, in turn, slip silent under its blanket before it dissolves on skin  still tingling from its touch. I recall the heat we made every morning I wake up  and feel the caress  of the cold. All words and drawings by Damien B. Donnelly

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO.18, NAPOWRIMO

  There are walls we have to build, both boundaries and barricades,  others we have to climb and then that wall, cemented into corners that cannot be cleared, when two worlds  held hands over the cracks  we were happy to overlook. All words and drawings by Damien B. Donnelly

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO.12, NAPOWRIMO

  I had a hand  in every bone  that was broken  on this body. I had a hold of every hack that was heaped into this heart. I held that hand while thinking of another  once forgotten before imagining someone else I hadn’t even met, as you watched out the window as connection passed you […]

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WAVES OF IDENTITY

I identity my entity empty. Build             bond             break break out break away break down drown. Resume resolve revolve rotate we are circles encircling ripples in a small pond revolving evolving dissolving into the careless current less             and […]

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