Sitting with My Sister
Sitting with my sister in dawn silence, abundance fountains through. I didn’t know that closing our mouths would open so...
Lilac Memorized
No lilacs grow where now I live, yet I smell them still. Like salty air, if you grew by the...
Lilac Trust
I’ve come to my place of early nurture to drink the milk of renewal, to gaze on skies the girlchild...
My Dear Companion
My friend the wind, her shape visible only in effects: In the locust tree, so delicate her doings, a dance...
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