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{in which she attempts to define love and hate in 17 syllables each}

Posted on April 9, 2019 by whimsygizmo

{…while holding her breath until morning} ::   Love’s got a quiet star tongue, st(r)ung bright in an infinite hum-hope-sky. Hate holds too much fire in its own belly; wastes its breath on fear, and sting.   ::   .. … Continue reading →

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The Case of the Threaded Honeybee Elm-Embattled BrabbleWave

Posted on April 30, 2018 by whimsygizmo

… Pluck every petal (don’t stop til you get to the center), and you’ll see the deal: The buzzies are busy bickering over the allure of roses, the favored fragrance of free ……….-sia. They’re responding to the wisdom of reluctant … Continue reading →

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Paper Wasps

Posted on April 13, 2018 by whimsygizmo

… We buzz about in word and phrase and taste our pain with inky sting. We hold regret in hoarded haze where secrets linger, hard-fought things. Bring quill, for we will etch a song (a siren warning to the sun) … Continue reading →

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