Wool Socks by Anastasia M

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Oct 2013

A sigh, transparent.
My body in chills, I crawl.

I chew on frozen pebbles;
Minding the dark,
I play with bitter fingertips imagined.

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Anastasia M Dallas, TX

(Dallas, TX)

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