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(th)inking in thirds

.. She is still left mourning this powdered sugar skin, frozen limbs, a hush of snow. inkin’ in thirds on thursdays.

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.. She begins the day with a cup, a word, a dream stirred; breathes her self -of steam. .. written for ink in thirds.

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We find ourselves at winter’s center, speaking in snowflakes to a frozen-faced moon. Photo and prompt from over at inking in thirds.

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