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… so, listen: you’re either well -weathered wit(her), or you’re not. if you’ve caught her ……..(net, pocket, palm) you know the moment -airy calm she brings be fore. her satin ribbon hair’s a syllabic squall wibble-wobbly woven through this sky. … Continue reading
… shhhhhh. they’ve got tiny petaled ……..s e c r e t s, and way too many pockets to put them in. .. Kim’s got us doing some gardening over at dVerse Poetics. Come play!
… she’s pixie -stick quick and ready to play, all freckle-sprinkle fab -you, lust. imp -ossible things will happen when you kiss her spicy lips, her speckled hips and that place on her inner elbow that makes her sigh. aw, … Continue reading
.. My sense of a-where-ness comes in small comforts – the shiny snake of a scar where a bad scrape has healed, the twigs braided into my hair after hiding under whispering trees. Come, catch a wayward fairy with me … Continue reading
artwork by Ulrike Bolenz . Shake the sky. She’ll curl low; trace ………maps, traps, wings, …..and other all -important unfoldings. . Written for magpie tales.