There's no yardstick for what we're about to experience. Cramped bodies heaving & foreheads dripping expectations, we push, our anxious eyes studying the tenebrous shadows outside as we peek from inside the eggs.

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Her eyes were blinded by cataracts. The park was dark and gray, except for the birds. Sapphire blue jays, ruby cardinals, amethyst hummingbirds. Brilliant, they sang a song only she could hear. She smiled as she at the tiny, winged angels.

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Sapphires eyes peered from the hedges on Atom Rd. They lazed about like a dragon wakened from a nap, sparks growing by the hr to be cheated by rain's bedimming cataracts. I'm left w/ their legacy of curiosity.

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Winter whispered into our homes and we'd underestimated its bellwether portent of woe. Avarice wept on our fortresses, blizzards made roads into 1/3

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You could show Gran all the flowers from yesterday's world and she'd still say a Hornbeam tunnel's beauty is nonpareil. "When they yellow, it's a present... 1/3

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There's a lost soul inside the misanthropic Chenoo that wanders graves where flowers grow, where there is hope after death & its maelstrom of ghosts. In his ice heart is a land where moss lives though all... 1/2

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The men stand with lances crossed, barring access to the door. Pale, silky cloth with embroidered halcyons covers their breastplates and shields. The swords look too heavy to lift.

Justin bumps my elbow with his. "What are these, the knights in white satin?"

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Each page heard was a fragrant sigh. They roused sacred spirits into the air and forged opportunities to make friends with what could've remained foreign. I made it a...#MondayFic 1/2

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eventide inside the garden
it falls down like a galaxy lover
his verse is worse than stern
evil and empty fully cored poetry
tendon delicate with emotional energy
bowing stars whisper that
his book is made of eerie
the chapters gilded in girl power

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We fell with eventide, becoming torpid after hours of laughter over dark chocolate fondue. I was besotted with how rich his smile was. It carried no past hurt yet included all... 1/2

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The flutters before everything falls to the pit of your stomach isn't always bad. I learned that when I giggled over dumplings & you'd looked at...#LilLuvStory 1/3

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Rivers in my veins
and oceans in my heart,
a jackdaw's curiosity
tickled to the stars,
no endeavours
are pointless
though unkempt
they may be,
a love beyond time
marked to receive.
NOM NOM.

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Snowstorms were paradise to Mrs. Slug. She needn't worry about arriving timely to TV dramas w/ clever punchlines & the cold day was always accomplished w/ a cuppa chocolate tea. A very... 1/2

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Our tastes have somewhat synchronized since the womb. Blackened foods are anathema and should be launched into the nearest bin where... 1/4

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