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Daily Archives: November 12, 2015
… . We were crocuses in snow, beholding nothing. Quiet feet drowning in puddles. River toes mocking the stones they skipped. Ill-equipped for silence, we scattered clouds and waited for the hard rain; harbingers of less than spring, and … Continue reading
. After math, I needed a bath to wash the hypotenuse off of my skin. When I looked in the mirror, I realized there was still a little alge -bra behind my left ear (it grows there, if you’re not … Continue reading