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.. We are the princesses of ice and fire and fog and fluff. We have had enough of your glass …………(ceilings) slippers and your velvet chairs not meant for sitting and your golden stair demands of our locks. Your frocks … Continue reading
.. Wanna dance? I’ve got just the thing – some yoga pants with boisterous bling. Let’s don ’em and cut this rug right in two – (I’ve got a set of razzle-dazzle scissors, too!) We’ll boot-scoot-boogie and sequin-twirl, bedazzle ourselves … Continue reading
… It’s all in the way her eyelashes fall over emerald green, the slant of her smile. He knows. She winks, thinks nothing of scar -let swirled halls, white sheets; dreams of peacock feathers, plums, and candlesticks lit just right … Continue reading
play magnetic poetry here.
… of speech, we hold these voices to be self -evident, created to sing. we have the right to bare arms, calves, midriffs and dance under an ardent (or nonexistent) moon. of assembly, we hold our sacred sisters close, hands … Continue reading
.. Shiver me timbers and shimmer me, quick under this evening’s Cheshire grin, stretched out over this stolen sea. Watch the stars melt against an ebony skillet sky, bubble over into something simmered, salted slender, small. Just a slight lull, … Continue reading