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Magi(c)

Posted on May 30, 2017 by whimsygizmo

… We spin in gold and frank, incensed words; mirth. Myth. Ribbons of phrase, ink-stained paper hearts, the wrappings and trappings of pain and passion. We fashion our -selves in tissue-thin jars, the scars that come in silver moon slivers … Continue reading →

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Scented Ink

Posted on April 28, 2017 by whimsygizmo

… I write in rain and coffee stained half-moon paper smiles. The cloy and cling of past -life sting smoke. The perfumed poke of pine. The desert after a storm. The smell of snow and silence. Indigo flow and old … Continue reading →

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why she spills

Posted on January 28, 2016 by whimsygizmo

  … her dna is ink, ………..I think, some splat ….-tered stain ….in violent strain.     ..

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Inky Girl

Posted on May 20, 2015 by whimsygizmo

(wearing a tank-a top)   . Give her ev’ry chance to etch her words in sand, stone her demons with phrase; raise her to the sky and spill her loose. She’ll find her own way.   . a tanka, prompted … Continue reading →

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