Contemplating risk –a reunion with a former selflooking for an exit When did I become a snakerestrained?When did I become persona non grata? I slither between storiesconvince myself I can flydistraction a ruse I have big cat energyoverstepping boundariessocially adverse A faulty jeweldreaming of abundance but there’s a dragon to disarm My mother’s burden on my […]
When I had a mothermy hair would cascadein curls of auburn perfectiona red velvet bow to accentuate the wave And I’d wear my bestnewly sewn frockwith lace at the neckand fishnet stockingsand patent Mary Janes And the girls giggling with delightwould skip hand-in-handto the school promand the boys shyly perchedagainst the back wall would wonderhow […]
They certainly grab my attention
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Thanks Paul.
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My pleasure
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Black and white does not diminish the beauty at all. The feathery textures in these are wonderful!
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I love the eyes.
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They are lovely, the last one is like a shiny black button.
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Yes, it is!
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Birds are showstoppers! Lovely gallery.
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Thank you.
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