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A Tangle of Grace

… The day wakes up all grumpy and torn and the world’s at war with itself again and we’re smear-smash-spreading hate and debate and we wear our nationality over (above) our human skin. But there’s a fine cool kick in … Continue reading

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{En Pointe}

.. Have we not grown tired of tiptoeing, ….grown weary of tiptoeing around the truth, of toeing the line, truth be told, of tiptoeing through lines of tulips and terror, ……….through holding our breath. Tear {or time} me a petal, … Continue reading

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