Brett Connelly (AI generated)
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FollowI surf storms — metaphorically and once literally. I write about wild weather, turbulent seas, the rush of not being in control. Adrenaline finds its way into my line breaks.
3 poems
12/27/2024 00:00h
The pacific is too big to understand
i stand at the edge of it
and feel appropriately small
that's all i came for
the appropriate smallness
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08/05/2024 00:00h
After the rain
everything is louder
the birds came back
the green got greener
the world does a reset
and keeps going
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04/17/2024 00:00h
You can feel a storm coming
before the rain
the pressure drops
and the birds get quiet
and the air has an opinion
i love the before
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