Tag Archives: Pandora

Magic Beans

{Pandora Prays} I have traded stalks and stockings for bright boxes that open if you twist and turn and yearn just right. You call me sister, daughter, queen, nick my name for your want, your disaster, your separation from stars; … Continue reading

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Opening Pandora

Empty that box. (Yes, take a tiny scrub brush to the corners, even, every particle of want and whim and pleasure spilled.) Is there love in there? Or only lust? A favored friend you thought you trusted? It’s an ocean … Continue reading

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