Month: May 2026
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MIRRORS for Waverly Pearl
she brings me a piece of sun-bleached white paper- she wants to show me what she’s drawn at school today I see a dog, with wings happy and outside clear as day in its left hand the dog is holding a wand with a heart at its center to the left of the purple winged dog there is a thought…
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but we were starlings
and it was the kind of lonely without a bottom or a top just a free fall thru an ocean to a floor on top of a great big spinning planet an emptiness void of edges even and still it was assumed we’d asked for it made demands and offers, wishes really to be dropped…
santos scribes 