In anemic autumn,
breath — a sickle sickness prints
and clots with little death:
a tear-trickled lacing
rot in sentenced gloom,
choking on the fags:
doomed to tint with gray
she dreams in stills.
Exploring writing and the creative randomness of life. Snapshots of moments.
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Writer of children's literature, short stories and poetry
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