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Their Nostrils Were The Same

Their nostrils were the same, When they tilted their heads back, Which means they had been altered. Otherwise they wouldn’t be identical. That’s the ‘tell’ and the ‘rub’. It’s the best poetry/prose I can put out for now, Given the severity of the gestures. SL

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CHAOS

THE WALL

CHAOS | CALM THE WALL Warm greens, more crystal than moss-like surround me with promises of days freshened by new life (because there must be new life if we are to survive) born from new ideas as window sills turn to marble, black and navy blue sparkles with smooth glass-like scents of velvet gray skin, waiting, always […]