Daily Archives: May 30, 2017

Magi(c)

… We spin in gold and frank, incensed words; mirth. Myth. Ribbons of phrase, ink-stained paper hearts, the wrappings and trappings of pain and passion. We fashion our -selves in tissue-thin jars, the scars that come in silver moon slivers … Continue reading

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the significance of a washed-out sky

.. she’s flannel-soft today, the muddled braised white of a favorite tee turned ……………inside ……….out.   .. twiglet#26. ..

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