Daily Archives: January 22, 2015

The State of Her Heart

… is slightly used, a little bruised around the edges. It’s been caged, enraged by storm and same and sigh -lence. It’s known violence and violins, violet sunsets and vibrant rain. It’s been with -held, treated like crap, sold for … Continue reading

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The State of Blank

… is slate, stone cold and strange and waiting. We line up our empty boxes and squares and dashes, awaiting flashes of brilliance, beauty, duty. We wish upon broken stars, and hold our breaths for that moment when everything falls … Continue reading

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