Wings broken,
tired of fighting,
she chooses to hide in the open.
Lips move, hands type as
figurative feet
find purchase
dancing among scented paper flowers.
Written for: Monday Musings: May 5, 2014 - Word/Phrase Prompt
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Today's color: White GISH Starchy shrapnel covers the cutting board-- evidence of a warped mind driven to carve a couch ...
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