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.. She preens in periwinkle. She’s always had a pen -chant for the purples, and the blues. Doodles dragons, smudges sirens and silly songs, daisy chains of rainbow hues. Quick as you please, she coppers the cracks, magentas a moon. … Continue reading
… ’Cuz we need a place to be(e), a place for tree- age and sigh -lence. We’ll lace a ladder of purple fuzz and buzz, and the blizzard force of backward breeze. We’ll hiccup ………….(and down) and sneeze, and talk … Continue reading
(for Shawna) .. Only the rum -bled tongues are red, really. The rest of us is indigo white-washed starkissed shine. We meet only in imaginary rooms of speck-tack-you -large spackles, small sprink -lings of rosemary and sage, henna and ink, … Continue reading
(for Lee) ,, we are all done adulting. you will find us in the sandbox, playing jacks and singing songs. watch out: we’re armed with unwashable markers, a rainbow of crayons, and chalk. we’re gonna jump rope and talk … Continue reading