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Ask her to hold back those tides, allow me a little slumber, a little folding of the hands, a wane from these skies. She’s borrowing light again, and so am I, steadfast and longing. A tiny slice of lemon in … Continue reading
it’s just me and the moon, forgiving ourselves for dark words whispered Grace’s 28 days of self-love, day 5.
i palm psalms with an open heart. read “grace me!” and know you know me, bloom my hands for today’s gifts. that crackled blue moon’s got a mind of her own, melting soft into mountain flesh. she’ll return tonight, … Continue reading
.. You say to talk about her in a new way and I must tell you I am exhausted. She exhausts me. My nouns. My verbs. My inky veins. I have quilled her a thou -sand poems in paper sky, … Continue reading
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