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Read MoreCloud Bursting The sky skeleton opens her rib cage to cradle our skin storm, which now only falls as rain Sailing our ship alone lighthouse blinks within coffin, maybe you can pack a suitcase with sadness walk backwards down star staircases Unbuttoned and undressed naked as winter tombs, moving-on submits...
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Very kind. Thank you
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I like the cadence and the flow ….
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Thank you. Really good to see you again. Hope you are well. R
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Dear R,
“moving-on submits my mouth to braille” how familiar this feels and such a brilliant description of trying one’s best to move-on. I can really appreciate this process. It’s difficult beyond comprehension and as lonely as it can possibly feel. Hauntingly lovely piece.
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So good to read you on here H. I’m learning the delicate touch of braille and happy to welcome heart & skin acrobatics x
I like how this feels ethereal & familiar. The movement in it is elegant & the wording unexpected & perfect. Welcome to the Stars