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 Aug 17 Bree
Ray
the clouds tonight
once white, floating in blue skies
reappear
in the dark, in the light
from a waning moon
 Aug 17 Bree
Ray
Sugar
 Aug 17 Bree
Ray
Sugar sprinkled
    across a licorice sky—
        the stars!
 Aug 17 Bree
Cadmus
Framed
 Aug 17 Bree
Cadmus
🐺

The more I understand man
and what he’s capable of…

the more I am convinced
the wolf was framed

and Little Red
wrote the story.

🧣🧣
Interpretations are often shaped by those who survive to tell the tale. Sometimes, the villain is just the one without a voice.
 Aug 16 Bree
Karen
Light cascades upon
Reflections of warmth, lillies
In colours of mist
Hand me a cigarette
And tell me another
Beautiful lie before
The sundown
What a lovely scene...
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