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Feb 2013
Question the resolution of ribs
to keep such a beating creature at bay
Muscles quiver, ready to run
Thoughts and confusions, curiosity
keep feet rooted, begging to stay
planted in unfamiliar soil

A tortuous cleansing of cluttered spaces
Organized voids open to collect dust
from the tumultuous whirlwind
of constant searching and hiding
A game to be played, we must
break the rules along with the board
Adrienne Childers
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Adrienne Childers
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