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.. just ask the moon. she’s got a job to do, too. wax. wane. balance the tide tables. keep that ocean stable. stars? they’re the thumbtacks that hold up the sky. (they don’t take smoke breaks, or wonder why.) i’d … Continue reading
.. The washer and dryer do most of the work (the folding sucks, just a little.) Putting it away is a whole ’nother story, but there really is no riddle. Still, I’ve got quite a quandary. See here’s the problem … Continue reading
.. she unpeels her -selves slowly, layer by layer waning, an onion in parchment skin. she be -g(r)ins in waves, asks much of stars. .. the prompt over at mindlovemisery today is the moon. how can i resist?
You try to tell yourself the things you try to tell yourself to make yourself forget. – Anna Begins, Counting Crows … She gives herself a new story ………(beginning, ………….middle, …………………end) as they murder by, ebony apostrophes owning the … Continue reading