If purple is the hardest color
For the eye to see
Then maybe all us purple-lovers
Are seers to the fairylands
Where dawn spirits sing
And poet bells ring
Harbingers of the night
To our awaiting ears.
Purple
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In Her Shoe There Hides a Knife
Note: This is an excerpt of a play I may or may not write to the fullest. It's just to get a grasp of what the play would look like, so you might see more of it. Or you might not. Enjoy anyway!
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silence
silence
all except for the soft hiss of snowflakes
rushing into my jacket sleeves
as if they expect to slide right through
and out the other side.
silence
so heavy i'm brought to my knees,
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