Digits Awls

a footnot’d text

ode to silence ode to joy

a torn page the wind



anticipate a remnant

distraction an else


a moment ago

an entirety as was

niche an avalanche

2 thoughts on “Digits Awls

  1. I love this last stanza–though I like the rest of the poem–but you could have just put the last stanza up. The equation just turns in on itself, over and over.>KB Thanks again for your input. I used your last suggestion for that line it works well.


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