brucebarn.bsky.social @brucebarn.bsky.social · 19/04/2025The dark has its own light. A son has many fathers. Stand by a slow stream: Hear the sigh of what is. 210
brucebarn.bsky.social @brucebarn.bsky.social · 24/11/2024 whirls and glides until he too leaves off on his way down as if there were another direction gayer, more carefree spinning face to face but always down with each other secure only in each other's arms 010
brucebarn.bsky.social @brucebarn.bsky.social · 24/11/2024When the snow falls the flakes spin upon the long axis that concerns them most intimately two and two to make a dance the mind dances with itself, taking you by the hand, your lover follows there are always two, 200
