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.. Ok, fine. I’ll toe the line and ice the knee. I’ll honor sore joints and tired soul and every third twinge. I’ll acknowledge that I’m no longer seventeen, cassette tapes rocking to the road’s dashed lines. I’ll define myself … Continue reading

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winter soul(stice)

… she is a de -cember {cinder} sister, a girl with lakey veins and a slight un -quiet heart. she dreams in dandelion kite fluff, pine trees, sea-soaked toes, and ancient stars above. she is beautifully broken, exquisitely loved.   … Continue reading

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