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.. They crave sequins and spark -led shine, bright pieces of sea and fractured stars. Gray scales ache for ribboned river, milky way canyon scars and the sheen of sea glass. We comb the shores in search of strings and … Continue reading
.. rattle and clatter were dragons, two who knew the ways of the world, the kiss of clouds, the slant of sky. one day they decided, just for novelty, to make use of talon, and sinew of thigh, and walk … Continue reading
… she sits under the bougainvillea with her books. swallows wor(l)ds whole, feeds her soul with stories. she cries when characters die, has a hardcore crush on Poe, and Twain. stains her fingers in blackberries and ink. she thinks the … Continue reading
.. Paper’s all it takes to mark that first spark, stretch it to a quiet, un-scissored sky. Ask her why she holds her breath, she’ll tell you the day is too long for all this rocky skin. Fold her twice, … Continue reading
.. Fire has brought her to the brim (stone) end of the sky, the mar -bled place where why no longer matters. Scatter her scales, they weigh nothing, anyway; the frailty of her un -checked skin, a song. She wants, … Continue reading
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