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waking up slow

7:02am and the Christmas tree’s still winking open the day, (de)lights playing against fragrant fir. she stirs, fuzzy pup soft and not quite ready for the absence of down. Prompted by Miz Q, day 7. 

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Time, You Selfish Bastard

… , indifferent thief. In this brief breath, you will have both stolen it and swollen it, rendered it use(d) -less. You swap the sun for dark -ness, make less of memory, pinch the edges of our hearts closed one … Continue reading

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Whirled: Peace

… The sting’s the thing, see? We trip on our own two feet, trample our own un -kneaded skin. We begin to make war love excuses , wind our clocks forward, back, keeping track of just exact -ly what? We … Continue reading

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