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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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The weather is sultry as warm fudge on ice cream, the wind a messenger for baby birds crying in their nests, and my soul is ready to walk along these beautiful distractions w/ you. A w/ our world. 7

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Delicate eyes shut,
drunk on echoes,
let tresses softly rest
on snow-covered kisses
passing now,
forever closed,
arms open,
bodies still
as fruit's lingering scent,
winter's bosom
simply placed,
willing flames
to part,
end.

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I'll sit patiently on the swing my Nana used to play on and find solace in the fact that our futures move way beyond barriers seen. I'll notice that hopeful shock of green amid browning leaves and bared branches. 4

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Some believe these dreams foresee potent hopes for harvest. If true, I'll exuberantly return to our land of abundant waving poppies to view restored voices w/ fingers crossed, head haloed w/ sunflower petal scraps. 3

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Day's onuses don't always spill into nights. There are peaceful hours when we may fall asleep with kisses tucked in our sleeves, a dream of narwhals in the sky waiting. 1

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Oscillating hate,
becoming evil,
a hundred stones
thrown and swept
to crescendo
empathy.
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My legs are tired from peddling down this river—a mix of tears & ink that saved me in earlier days. Their goal may be warm but inexperience misleads. Smiles are invigorating when they're not solely a choice.

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I looked up at space & wondered where the stars went. The sky had become a blood orange river & despite how pure the air felt, I tasted a light coat of copper in my throat. Our neighbour, Gary, was crooning to a limp girl.

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My sisters are demons in human dress. Their desks are filled with copper scrawls that slumber party guests feel compelled to read & when they do, they later have nightmares of a mare biting deep into their chests & wake to a griping sensation on their skulls.

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"You could say we're experimental cogs in the devil's machinery but we don't belabour in revenge. It's unbecoming," Gigi said. "Like the spellbound expression when I discarded your beau's phone in the driveway. As if it were an augury of good to come."

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