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Writer/literary editor/blogger/vegetarian. In my free ti—Ooh, maple syrup! *ahem* I write YA, SF&F, Contemporary, poetry, Horror. 안녕하세요 My words are under my ©.
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We're all small town blooms
with major city hearts,
luminous
in mortal growth
& less burdened
with art,
sometimes left
to breathe
citrus exhales
from trees,
nature's essence
soothing
frosty lips
to memories
more holy.

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Shadows cower 'neath,
Tree fallen, gathered with ink,
Reborn in the rain.

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Ex love's thrown bouquets,
sent bruise-hearted to new eyes,
now in toasty soil.

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A princely hare hopping along a narrow path had noticed a queue of quail eggs—all cracked down the middle. Unable to secure her nest, their sobbing mother tried to offer stray changelings a shiny keepsake in exchange for protection.

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Winter stars sigh
between flurries
twisting
fresh honey blooms,
love's night kisses
best grasped
glimmering
in season's hope,
blues explore
overcast dreams
in wood-smoke,
late autumnal frost
seeking good hands
to hold,
1/2

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The winter air had weathered lines on your palms and powdered the mounts like snowy hills—but I still saw home in them beneath amber lights as a wind unmistakably twisted thyme in my hair.

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Scattering dreams
like diamonds
crushed
by grief,
breaths folding
into moonbeams,
patient
yet brief,
holding an avalanche
of fine gems
for tomorrow,
a curtain
close, tight,
sweetly slept
underneath
my mind
mine
to write,
follow.

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Mrs. Hunter gives thanks for her basket cornucopia of chimerical cheese-filled sausages every meal. Mr. Hunter wasn't as giddy when he discovered them next to his morning newspaper. The universe gave him lactose intolerance. It runs faster than the road runner.

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It's hard to not be grateful for a twilight that is forgiving on tired eyes, w/ its graceful colours rippling soft on lakes & clouds stuffed w/ dreams. "That's a plume moth," Halmeoni says.

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Willful gaze teased
heavens' sighs
through inspired hope,
beautiful weavings
glistening
vast, beyond
sweeping fingers,
but under
chilled realms,
lips turn,
costing deep bliss
a taste of
clear, crystalline
explorations
created.

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