sorrows and prayers.
are you a child or a bride?
thief, don't pray for me
Posted in response to the challenge Vows.
Don't Marry Me Haiku
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Writer's Curse
You are a student of a language, warping butter-like words on your tongue.
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I Miss my Grandmother's House
She died when I was twelve
and I still miss her house
with a VHS copy of Cinderella too precious to shelve
She died when I was twelve
and I know it's best not to dwell
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Advent Candles
winter
traditional
candles on the table
Advent is here in flame and fire
It's warm.
winter
transitional
Christmas films on cable
Advent light now frames the foyer
It's warm.
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