Tag Archives: midnight

and the sky played on 

she never knew the moon was made of music, orion belting out the blues.  and then she flew, mad as midnight, wild as stars. ::In November, we poem.

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Midnight on the Steps at the Ball

She’s due to throw a shoe,  but she’s thinking about saying (bibbidi bobbidi)boo to the whole thing, and just making a fine pumpkin stew.  :: PAD, day 23.

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What will I become? Midnight. (When you leave me again.)

  pink girl offers first lines as story/poem starters (my title is one, tilted.) click here to read them all, and get inspired.  

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