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Daily Archives: November 7, 2022
Clacking Back
The morning speaks in cobblestone braille and snail trail goo. You might think my toes would have a go at it all, but my fingers are what’s itchy. Twitchy with time and not enough time and rhyme that isn’t jiving. Arrival’s easy; it’s staying that’s a trick. … Continue reading
Posted in Miz Q Prompts
Tagged alien communication, Arrival, Braille, clacking back, clacking black, inky fingers, itchy fingers, Quickly, talking with snails
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Waiting on Her Wings
She can feel them back there, growing. An ache between her shoulder blades. The phantom flutter of feathers not yet known. She’s flown before, she can feel it in her bones, the rush of breeze.A scrape of treetops across her thrilling skin. A whisper of … Continue reading
Posted in November Chapbook 2022
Tagged adaptation, bite of star, longing, longing for wings, moon poems, November 2022, waiting in the wings, wild wings, wings
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