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Showing posts from January, 2016

the coming of perfect

Pierre Adolphe Valette
this secret'll keeplike warm biscuits squirreled away  in a blue smocked tin a wee small crack  in the pantry window let winter sunbeams  through a keyhole grin 


photo by Francesca Woodman

how divine the child gone wild fresh tart confection  sweet hot jelly roll giggle &  blues storm chaser done spun herself plum dizzy  now everybody in the spool

no spoilers

it'shigh timesoon
you'll find out
& peep my soul through a glory hole
i've called on the full moon to rattle up my bones
these days & breaths counted on beads of sweat
don't tell  how deep the scar i beg
don't ask why it just is the end
image via Magpie Tales