I heard your hums in the wind, turning tangles in my rubiginous hair. It led me to the boat where we'd read books for a while as we ate jumbo corn dogs & drank pitchers of pink lemonade—where I see you.

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~Ocean of sorrows~
end of humanity
where it's flowing
take a minute
to think
what wrong we're
doing
try to undo
our evil doings
let's take a brand
start
before we all will
sink

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We perished earthly fears the closer our hands got to those cotton candy clouds, ignoring little bites and scrapes along the way. Leaves blew oceans past their sheen until all we saw was a jungle of ambrosia.

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We met through the book with a broken spine, arctic lights haloing each other's heads from opposite sides of the shelf. It was beautiful as a sun-teased ravine; & the whistling kettle behind made it home.

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My hand clasped with yours & our sights on trees silhouetted by sun's glow, I remembered strawberries' sweet tang on homemade yogurt & the friend who fit almost snug in my palms—the day I no longer felt small. 6

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The cold would be sloughed off our shoulders where tomorrow's morning spills; and gravity would take us to a home away from home where the only things falling from the skies are rain, snow, and petals softer than silk. 5

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"Oh my. No proper way to justify one's selective narrow vision. They blur the world by cursing themselves into a miasma that'll only keep closing."
"Your... Your cat talks?"
"Yeah, she hates inequality."

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Your wristwatch ticked as a deluge of hydrangeas bloomed in our hearts—a quintessential restoration after years of walking through rusted gardens settled beneath strangers' heavy shoes. 2

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littoral dragons
playing fast as her
pearl oyster can spin
seaweed tendrils dance
verdant ribbons of
magical sea rhythm
capricious mermaids
jealousy eschew
conch marmalade and
water their cactus to
to see it wither away

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He came to her during the devil's' hour & granted her vainest wish, promising to never sever their connection so long as it pleased.
"Are you sure you want this?" he asked.
"Yes," she said, extending her new wings.

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An old woman with a beak for a mouth and talons for fingers answered the door. “Hello child. I’ve been waiting.”

“Who are you?” asked Amelia.

“I am the Catcher. I safeguard your most secret thoughts on the Tree Of Wishes.”


Pictures: Pixabay: DarkWorkX

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a tiny girl with a tiny crown
Was the mayor of a tiny town.
Bored and wanting to flee
She caught a ride with a
She'd only known "up" and now there was "down".



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With devotion
and an endless
that shall never
be tamed,
I am yours
But I remain
lonely
washed out
aching from all the pain
we endured
My bed is cold, again
As I sit at the precipice
of all that we were
I wait
for my dreams
to return
from this blur


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They wear to protect paws from stinging & trudge & crackle through new snow, stomped beneath boots, but still colored by the fairy lights. & always the thought of sweet pie in their minds.
(Pic my own from Inktober2019)

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Quagga has been practicing her knitting. She’s perfected scarves and leg warmers, but only in dull greys. She for new wool: would do perfectly; she’s sure it matches her coat best. Perhaps Sheep will come to her

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Llama knows it’s all about hair. combs only, if you please, & regular shampooing. None of that muck, dear, only natural organic concoctions. For full effect, maintain a posture while the wind tussles your fab locks

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Kudu knows he’s his macho reputation, but he can’t stop reading his chic lit novels at evening tea (with the Ouma rusk, of course). Besides, perceptions are changing, & would you just look at that glorious sunset

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The quaint crusader,
in an old patchwork cape,
was last on the scene again,
in a quest to protect,
the downtrodden,
the curious,
and arcane

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Hawk was given a button with a heart on it today, and he’s sure it’s made of It’s precious, anyway, because it symbolizes the day he decided he wasn’t going to be he was Hawk, and he was going to donate blood. And he did.

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Egret has finally opened his dream restaurant. The others questioned his choice of furniture & wallpaper, but his one of a specialty - curry scooped into the of a loaf of bread - has been exceptionally popular

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