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Crumbs

On a moonless night, portrait of an inner child– follow the bread crumbs.

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Corset

In a vain attempt, she corseted herself in green wind and cellophane, votive to a thin whip of air. As she lay there, colors emptying to gray, before the round voices and fast hands came, she fell in and saw … Continue reading

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Epitaph, the Hidden Diary of an Inner Child

Today: Bidden by tatters, and gravity‚Äôs mutable arc, the palpitations guide me. They are subtle, duly engaged, a milk-slow run of shivers. Bracing the rim, I peer out of cavedark: everything is sudden, color-soaked, a ferocious din and melt, fringed … Continue reading

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