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When She Uses All The Words

Posted on April 24, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. , She’s still dance-drizzling shadow -word clouds; open sparks spring on cue, breathe ghosts into giggles, spill scars. She lulls words to jars (journey, rose, breeze), leaves their shimmer to bubblegrin a green dawn. Curls her melted self (whisperthintwist) … Continue reading →

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ink blot

Posted on April 24, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. she’s not what you think; no substance, all salt filled with faults and fears and fragile fragment moonlight waning. she’s framing the day in whispers and tears, soap shavings of song. she’s wired wild and weird, but she sits … Continue reading →