I kept a poetic diary of 2020 that grew to 300 plus pages long. Then I distilled it down to about 120 pages. Then I reduced it further until it contained exactly 2020 words.
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porch chimes allegro raging winds as fire chars the outback foresight hindsight insight in sight threshold always behind looking ahead time we make making time shaped somewhat like a crown down every possible rabbit hole comet a mute comment on ask if black lives matter arctic smoke of ghost fires cutting everything beautiful from lines eyes moist above her mask the task between words abyss history broken stones of memory staring into the hearth fire future’s death buries the past defending the indefensible as if measuring our impossibility against theirs inarticulate gossip of the dead as if utopia were destinationnext