An incorrigible hagengages my loneliness –like an assassin sniffing outany scent of vulnerability I am lowering standardsthis history of imprisonmentenabling inappropriate openings I cry for new perspectiveponder after boundariesintending to defend Like an unwanted bullseyeI am pursued on repeatmalice considering mea problem to be solved Who is this old womanwhose thoughts are daggerswho calls upon […]
I know that abyss –swallowed up as I waspunch-drunk on darkness Bled as I emerged,each reach a scrape –there was release too Revived now, I honourthat passage, recognizethe making of a woman. (Making of a Woman first appeared here, December 2021. Image: self portrait in ink)
Some days I really miss being a kid, usually on hot summer ones. 🙂 Looks like they are having so much fun! Thanks for joining the challenge!
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What fun photos! ❤
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thanks, Olga – love these little ones.
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Wonderful! Children at play…such a joy.
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Thanks!
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Adorable… I miss it too!
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Thanks, Lana
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