Activities of Nate Tulay

I dream I'm the only one left in this world
To drink from the waters of shimmering rivers
To lie under the open skies dreaming
Of then and now
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I don't want to talk about it.
I don't want you to see,
I'll explain in a minute
but for now - happy, I'll pretend to be.
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We sat beneath a night sky of graduated charcoals, blacks and interstellar blues. Fall's begun its indispensable work, banishing the harsh sun, the creepy lanternflies and hot summer nights.

The stars seemed hesitant tonight, like they feared the sun might change its mind, reverse its course and run them back off - except one, which Peter says is Jupiter (and therefore not a star at all) .
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Caramel skin
with traces of maple,
Gluttonous sin
made of cherries and mango,
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Searching for
the kindest one
to take care of
this battered heart
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I'm Face-Timing with my Grandmère, we touch-base once a week. I love that face, wrinkled, like wind-weathered driftwood, and she's a wag. "Are you familiar with the ECB? " She asks.

I wince at this odd turn in conversation, "Not REALLY, " I say, searching my mental index of useless facts and cross-matching those with her interests, "the European Central Bank? " I reply. "Oui." she says.
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White is for rice and brides - ready to commit.
Whites for ghosts and clouds or even carnations
but it should never, ever, be used for privilege
or worse yet, as poetic inspiration.
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My mind drunk and corrupted, move by no norms,
My people keep sinking deep down like an anchor,
My people extorted, no sympathy, they write our wrongs,
My people showed love, manipulated by a neighbour.
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