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Incantation
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Incantation |
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IndigoEve Member
since 2003-01-10
Posts 279Etched in the illusion of time 
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It is deep, black morning. She is unsteady in footfall. The stair groans, mercy. Her heels are heavier. They hear vastness of snow. Outside. Window frost. Her hangnails catch shadow. The flaking milk carton hemorrhages. Within. Inward. Sour. Pale. She drinks to a new thickness. Her throat is dense with white, her head. Palms over palms. The table creaks. She hung up her fishnets hours ago. The rent is due. Hours ago. Another window is open. She senses chill. Hours. The door is not open. No food. No heat. Too much money. Her fishnets, and hours. The men never sleep and Dammit. The door.She turns. Her daughter is still dying. There is nothing Upstairs. If I were to touch you, would you bleed a velvet river, running miracles through the sodden ground? --Moi |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I will come back to read this, again... It is a winter's poem... to be reviewed every season... |
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Snow
since 2000-10-16
Posts 1170desert flower looking for rain |
oh hell! why does this not have more comments! send me an email. please. "so I wait for you like a lonely house |
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MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
wow very deep glad i stopped by  |
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RobertB Senior Member
since 1999-09-26
Posts 1104Champaign, IL |
OH MY GOD!!! You are......oh wow. Let me bleed now. Robert |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Reading you (I think for the second time) is like sitting down to eat, polishing off a meal, surprised afterwards, that I was hungry, and didn't know. thank you I am a new fan. |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
grabs the reader and cuts deep, excellent |
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