Jonathan Moya lives in Chattanooga, Tennessee. He is a former businessman, and an aspiring poet and avid moviegoer. Sources of poetic inspiration include his wife Kristen, his dog Sharma, and the beauty and injustices of the world.
It was the light that told Vincent,
the one which always told him the truth
reflected his soul's desire,
the glistenings of his mind,
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(In homage to William Carlos William)
Outside was my red bicycle
leaning against the wall
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Perfection can only be seen in the descent,
the glow of spotlights colliding to true whiteness,
the realization that grief touches the ground.
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Ariana, adopted the old Greek ways,
when Nikos died diving for sponges.
She encased her curses into two lead stones:
smuggling one into his coffin,
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