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banished from the castle

  . She’s the giggle at a funeral. ………..– from “Take Me to Church,” by Hozier … she’s been flung outside again to think on it, consider her royal calling, the grace from which she’s forever falling. she of dirty … Continue reading

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She’ll need more than galoshes for this bright rain.

.. She’s walked a few in blue suede, slipped ruby, glass. Laced up before the dawn in pursuit of early grace. Donned lace and leather, canvas; retraced her own ………steps (backward) ……….barefoot …….in sand. She’s landed sharp, and soft, and … Continue reading

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Soup

..   She starts with a stone. Not the one they rolled away, nor the one collected from the shattered feet of her glass ………..(shoes) house, nor one thrown or skipped or river-smoothed by time. She adds ……(salt) water ………..(tears), … Continue reading

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