The Rogue Nun
A Question of Filth
How do you get to spotless
when you don't start out that way?
How do you scrub for hours
or days
or weeks
or years
to remove the dirt,
the grime,
the scrapes and smears that others
leave behind
for someone else to wallow in?
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Winter and the cold snow bring the dark-eyed juncos. My heart, full, watches.
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