Poetry – Rooted

  On the carpet her slick dark halo and pink legs swim in the crescent studded dust. Salt dries in the black, ears sealed, she pushes down. Splintered glitter through concrete, the tips caress the naked the lost and the blessed. Beyond burnt lights, warm grease plugs the gaps. Someone shouts turn the music down.... Continue Reading →

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