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eyelash flutter

Posted on April 4, 2020 by

we huff and puff and blow dandelion fluff from here to kingdom come. go ahead, rub the genie’s lamp. rub the buddha’s belly. catch that copper penny fountain scent right between your teeth. we are salt-over-shoulder safe, falling for nothing. … Continue reading →

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Pouring hope from tea leaves

Posted on October 21, 2019 by

, we wish upon whatever we can scrounge: these shattered stars, the kitefluff of a drunken dandelion sun and one last candle’s kiss. It tastes like copper -penny fountains and a stolen horseshoe score, a broken silver skystone all aquiver … Continue reading →

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Dandelion Fluff

Posted on September 12, 2018 by

.. They say size doesn’t matter and then they say dream big, but I prefer these tiny breaths and the way the breeze teases my heart into flight. You blink at all that sacred spotlight; I think I’ll save myself … Continue reading →

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the quiet keening of smallish stones

Posted on April 12, 2018 by

.. we throw them in as wishes, just to see some change in the surface of things, just to watch the ripples rise. we revel in their displacement, the way they sway the river’s path, make bur -bled song of … Continue reading →

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copper penny fountains {in which she finally uses all the words to describe something other than the moon}

Posted on August 14, 2017 by

… With storm breath and flickered fear, we open journey-jars, spill-skip dream -coins into bubbled shadows. Dance a wish, lull-curl-whispered across spring-surface. The echo-sound’s a cued breeze, melted shimmer-grin-ghost. A boast-giggle, drizzled-green dawn. The twist leaves sparks, still-twisted scars that … Continue reading →

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Messy Rows

Posted on February 22, 2017 by

.. They waddle along, two by two as if they are headed for the ark (that of the Noah persuasion), and not just this arc of water, this fountain full of rusting pennies, drowning wishes. We watch them go, count … Continue reading →

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signaling the stars

Posted on November 7, 2016 by

.. there’s a dot-to-dot dash bash going on in the sky, a morse-code cue that you and i are now free to shine. look: a wish that’s burned right on straight through; a small soft mantra of me-and-you that means … Continue reading →

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The Inevitable Pull of Coinless Fountains

Posted on September 6, 2016 by

If I’m made in Your image, why is it I see so little of You, and so much of me? – Question from the Girl in the Mirror, De Jackson 2010   .. As if hope were an echo or … Continue reading →

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I was just making a wish. I swear.

Posted on May 24, 2016 by

…   Have I somehow stunned …f    a    r    e    w    e    l    l into this sky with stars? You’ve waved, as though this breeze might carry you away. If I simply spill … Continue reading →

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{Sevenling: I have wished}

Posted on April 7, 2016 by

.. I have wished upon broken shoelaces, falling coins, fading stars. The world is braiding itself back to primary: red, yellow…blue. Maybe it’s time to color outside the lines.   .. I’m hosting Meeting the Bar later today over at … Continue reading →

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