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Mar 2013
she walked

foot on each crack in the sidewalk
the heel of her boot
sinking

and then her skin peels away
turpentine wiping away
the painting that is her mask

and she walked

she crumbled
her bones dust

come back
you've gone too far, little girl

the wind blows her away
the sun cremates her memory

and she is born again in the rain
sprouting from between
the cracks in the sidewalk

and she walked
and she was made of stones and vines, a beautiful horror
that none could ignore
that none could resist
sinking into the cracks in the sidewalk

and she walked
pixels
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pixels  24/Ohio, USA
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