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.. The sky lulls, a bubble of grace. We grin. We dance. We twist our faces to the sun. We melt and shimmer as we stand in place and wonder how to prop -erly ponder all we’ve won. We kiss … Continue reading
. she is flung, thread-thin and gossamer -gone. paint her rasp -berry bubble gum pink, drink her poured over ice, shaken slight, stirred twice. .. A Twitter poem for Mama Zen’s Words Count prompt, a play it again toads.