Tag Archives: Paper Bag Princess

poem sprite

Posted on January 14, 2016 by whimsygizmo

.. she’s an imp -ossible combination of phrase and space, kerning herself around the moon, an i am -bic pen. a wren. a crow contemplating murder, a murmuring swallow, a hum -ming bird following its own bright tail. sand is … Continue reading →

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cutting off your hair (and other unconventional uses for a sword)

Posted on April 29, 2015 by whimsygizmo

. nobody knows she feels small in the wee hours of the morning, watching the moon fade in this world of magic mirrors and tower cages and identities tied to golden tresses long enough to climb. nobody asked her if … Continue reading →