Woven into me Like rib indentations in my chest You see them pulsing and they disappear, into the chest wall Without needing releasing...

links and literal responses, Tarastar, writing

Once I’m with the Wizard

Day 9. Quick write

Momentarily significant thoughts Lighting up like candles, in change Me, the sinner with the retorts It simmers Until I’m distraught

Give her some colour (someone smart said it)