Potential Titles: Matthew Shenoda

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Piles of bricks in the sand - Matthew Shenoda "Donkey Carts and Desolation"

Scratching at the surface of cohesion - Matthew Shenoda "Donkey Carts and Desolation"

Building a foundation made from loss - Matthew Shenoda "Donkey Carts and Desolation"

Arid expanses where the Red Sea meets the sand - Matthew Shenoda "Donkey Carts and Desolation"

Made from humility and the laughter of others - Matthew Shenoda "Donkey Carts and Desolation"

Multi-colored dross scatter across the earth - Matthew Shenoda "Donkey Carts and Desolation"

We converse in codes of motion - Matthew Shenoda "Donkey Carts and Desolation"

Language signaling daily headway - Matthew Shenoda "Donkey Carts and Desolation"

The stars made their way to the center of the sky - Matthew Shenoda "The Pigeons Rose from the Floor of the Earth; A Clamoring of Wings to Disturb the Silence"

Congregating on the throne of tomorrow - Matthew Shenoda "The Pigeons Rose from the Floor of the Earth; A Clamoring of Wings to Disturb the Silence"

The commandment of two breaths - Matthew Shenoda "The Pigeons Rose from the Floor of the Earth; A Clamoring of Wings to Disturb the Silence"

Our suspension in the sky brings us closer - Matthew Shenoda "The Pigeons Rose from the Floor of the Earth; A Clamoring of Wings to Disturb the Silence"

Mediates the tension of our body's desire - Matthew Shenoda "The Pigeons Rose from the Floor of the Earth; A Clamoring of Wings to Disturb the Silence"

Implicated in the pinnacle at the point of the pyramid - Matthew Shenoda "The Pigeons Rose from the Floor of the Earth; A Clamoring of Wings to Disturb the Silence"

Collapsing the centuries into cold marble - Matthew Shenoda "The Pigeons Rose from the Floor of the Earth; A Clamoring of Wings to Disturb the Silence"

Know that somewhere near a museum is burning - Matthew Shenoda "The Pigeons Rose from the Floor of the Earth; A Clamoring of Wings to Disturb the Silence"

On this ridge exposed to the orange dusk - Matthew Shenoda "Somewhere Else"

When the ax begins to blend with wind - Matthew Shenoda "Somewhere Else"

Where the fervor of healing is found in water - Matthew Shenoda "Somewhere Else"

Flow from one origin to another - Matthew Shenoda "Somewhere Else"

Never a place where we cannot begin - Matthew Shenoda "Somewhere Else"

Where the current is ancient, the wind is young - Matthew Shenoda "Somewhere Else"

Teaching each other like the ax and the wood - Matthew Shenoda "Somewhere Else"

Carve a place for dignity - Matthew Shenoda "Somewhere Else"

Plant a seed and pray for rain - Matthew Shenoda "Somewhere Else"

The hard shadow of the moon - Matthew Shenoda "Traces"

The grand gesture of a thing once known - Matthew Shenoda "Traces"


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