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Always a Ripening
Always a ripening. Never a sudden instant flowering. Even surprises have taken time to unfold into their proper places to find their cues to perfect execution. Not so much predestination as consequences of choices, last-minute changes of mind, the crucial or fatal wavering of a heart. What comes about stands upon an intricate structure of cause and effect. We stand here, seeing nothing, imagining clean slates and square ones, when really, it is all connected, way back to when
Marichit Garcia
Oct 291 min read


Ghost
I thought I was whole but it was only a mask. I thought I was complete but all I had was a shell. I thought I was living but I was asleep the whole time. I thought my life was real. I thought I was real. Then I broke. And I woke. And life is a nightmare that would never quite commit itself, Pulling back just when it was right over the edge, And the abyss grins like an invitation. Love, it turns out, is optional. Not a given, Like batteries they are not included but you can't
Marichit Garcia
Oct 181 min read


A Spell for Returning to Myself
Salt of my tears, Ash of my silence, Bone of my body that refuses to break, I call you back. By root and river, By breath and blood, By...
Marichit Garcia
Sep 291 min read


I need a door
Silence in the forest of my mind. Life on a held breath. Silence of sleep, deep deep slumber. Exhaustion. Sickness. A touch of death....
Marichit Garcia
Jan 222 min read


One of Those Days When I Wonder What's the Point
This barely alive website, for instance. This blog. This writing into the void. The art shop that never got around to fully opening. The...
Marichit Garcia
Nov 16, 20241 min read


Reinvention
A circle closing And also a circle that is the light at the end of a very long tunnel An ending flowing into a beginning A heart...

Marichit Garcia
Dec 14, 20211 min read


Lost
I've strayed too far from the forest and now I can't seem to find it again. I try to walk the path of dreams but instead I am met with...

Marichit Garcia
Oct 12, 20211 min read


A slip, a tricky twist
A slip, a tricky twist of the ankle, Somehow this odd awkward angle Halfway into a fall Offers an interesting view Reveals things hidden...

Marichit Garcia
Sep 21, 20211 min read


The Way into the Wildforest
The way into the deep forest Is sometimes a cracked rib, A heart torn by broken bone, Like letting out the seams Of a summer dress that's become too small. Even dreams need space for coming true. Bravery needs a battlefield even if The monster you fight is yourself.

Marichit Garcia
Sep 21, 20211 min read


Not You
Not you, not you Just the idea of you A pinch and a dash That momentary jolt Of electricity when My fingertips Touched your hand A...

Marichit Garcia
Sep 21, 20211 min read


Through the lands of shadows
I journey by way of the shadow lands. By way of backstages, back doors, flipsides. By way of mirror image at midnight. Dark and deep,...

Marichit Garcia
Aug 4, 20211 min read


The Heart of the Matter
Sometimes the trick is to keep on falling. Follow the voices weaving through the songs of the trees. Follow that one voice which finds...

Marichit Garcia
Jul 20, 20211 min read


In-Between
Meantime moment. A deep breath before a deep dive. A pause before a push. There is only the way through and the way forward. Taking the...

Marichit Garcia
Jul 2, 20211 min read


Missing
Missing: a heart. If you find it, please return to the owner, or if you wish to exchange it for yours, please observe the rules of fair...

Marichit Garcia
Jul 2, 20211 min read


Today
Something is moving around me, through me, invisible, stirring my heart, like a memory, like a forgotten thing, like a dream sighing,...

Marichit Garcia
May 28, 20211 min read


Beginning, again.
Beginnings are tricky. That's why there are way too many books on getting started. Middles can be just as bad. Like when you're caught...

Marichit Garcia
May 16, 20212 min read


Today I am in Love
today i am in love. everything is firing up inside me, like new years and independence days. unshed tears pool behind my eyes, both...

Marichit Garcia
Apr 12, 20211 min read


Time
There is Time, and then there is Timeliness. And always there is the Story, with its Unfolding, and Chapters, and Small Deaths, and Small Beginnings. There is time, in its usual pace and pattern. Then there is Time. Weaving and wobbly. Spiral and labyrinthine. Permeable and translucent, really. Always dripping with anomalies and aberrations, always stained with magic, barely hidden yet rarely noticed. The question of When is at the root of all tales. Even the ones that only w

Marichit Garcia
Apr 6, 20211 min read


Ripe
I am ripe for falling in love today I have put down the book I have been reading Unable to bear the sharp outline of my loneliness...

Marichit Garcia
Apr 4, 20211 min read


Longing
I see you, somehow. Through the earth, Through the dirt and dust which are the promise To this body that dies a little every day. I see...

Marichit Garcia
Apr 4, 20212 min read