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if i’d only listened to the hum of my own heart

.. , perhaps i might have stopped trying to name my song, before the middle strains were done. perhaps i might have wanted less, and wand -ered more, roamed the floors of my own hope. perhaps i might have stored … Continue reading

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Fare Thee Well, Moon

, and thank you for your song. I’ve stayed too long in your furious glow. If you must know, I don’t like mirrors, halflings …or spill; had my fill of crescent scars. Be a good girl now: spread your amber … Continue reading

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this poem is a smallish smudge

.. that just won’t budge, or swim, or take a decent bath. it’s stained in both strained peas and song, the quiet longing of a scrib -bled cloud. it leaks out loud, of ink and salt and ‘not my fault’ … Continue reading

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