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Her Favorite Flower Was Thistle

  Her favorite flower was thistle, her favorite color was anything faded         and sad songs made her dance. Neighbors clucked and shrugged their feathers what kind of child prefers a broken doll and shook their heads… … Continue reading

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Following Shadows

  It’s the daylight hours I mistrust the dreaded sunrise the lighted world does not seem real to me and voices echo too loud flashing too bright their manic energies bombarding me like hunting falcons  I pull the talons from … Continue reading

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