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ask alice

.. if her smile’s gone all slant -like, or cheshire or shrink me-mad or silent. if the violence of the fall …..was worth it all, or if she’d rather go back for good, …..if she even could. ask her if … Continue reading

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Star-Crossed, Lost

Unlucky stars are in my sky My fortune teller, she saw me and cried – The Monkees   ..  We were that upside-down horseshoe iron-clad ………….(alibi) frown, broken mirror; thirteenth Friday, spilled shoulderless salt. Rabbit’s foot already un -lucky, at … Continue reading

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