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Save Me

See, here’s the thing:  I’m no damsel in distress,just ridiculously dressedto the nines when I should have worn sensible shoes, but this damn ball was the endand be-all of my stepmother’s crazy squall, so I tried to comply.  And now (I can’t say exactly … Continue reading

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.. there are dragons, of course and some of them are wearing tutus and striped socks (because who can control these things?) and one sings acapella showtunes and shrugs feather-boa’d scaled shoulders at the world and you and you and … Continue reading

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Breathing, in fire and flowers

.. I have pocketed the dragon, and she says we are for each other , that today’s enough. We make a meal of madness, a fist of arrow-alms a list of things we whisper-whimsy-want: ……..one meandered daisy chain, ……..a dozen … Continue reading

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