Daily Archives: October 7, 2015

Closets

The boogieman’s got a plan. You see, he’s not hiding. He’s reading my …………..diary. He’s sitting on the pelvic bone stones of my old skeletons, waiting for me to wake up.     .. Prompted by Poetic Asides.   

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Cobbled in Ink and Indigo Sky

.. How many miles has she walked now (barefoot, backwards, both ways), how many days until the next rest -stop? These feet are fueled by quiet psalm and howling prayer, dared to keep going by a sinking sun. She’s shed … Continue reading

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