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Daily Archives: December 27, 2014
Or Lack, Thereof
.. She makes dangerous errands of words and worry, scurries along an invisible water’s edge, keeper of her own contradictory, lying heart. She starts with flattery and a little blue tassel, disobeys the laws of gravity, the speed limit, the … Continue reading
The Quavering Voice of Association and Remembrance
. My fingers are feeble small sisters that cannot say anything by them -selves, silent and lonely in their stilted sway. ………………..Give them a sea -shore, a lesson scram -bled. Throw them a bone, a piece of meat, …………………a lone … Continue reading
The Uncontainable Spill of Delight
.. There’s nothing like the bright silent-smug -gled smile of a morning ……….glory trying to contain her glee. See? That sun rose right up again. Watch her basking in its glow, wearing her heart on petaled sleeve, knowing a bartered … Continue reading
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