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Daily Archives: February 3, 2015
This Poem is Free
.. of prejudice and personification, pride and all superfluous pulchritude. This poem has shed its outer skin and delved within its -self. This poem has shelved all masks and all safe middle-ground claims, staked itself to shifting sand. This poem … Continue reading
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Groundhogs (and other underground burrows)
.. Stupid varmint sees his shadow, and we get six more weeks ….of ….waiting. ..
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A Glint of Light on Some Far Horizon, Deep
Kylli Sparre .. Un -lock me, let me walk these fields, feet bared, heart flayed open to a graying barren sky. I’ll leave be -hind my tresses and (ad)dresses, feel these sharp places between my toes, and suppose myself … Continue reading