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sticks

in the sacred story of my life, i try to love more than fear – so i can see snakes and ropes – but what of sticks and bugs! even the solid oak has acolytes who mimic her…. as do … Continue reading

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Of Grass and Twigs

The waters recede, the grass is revealed, reveling in happiness and sticks.   No heart stopping now, I know better – they simply look like snakes,         can’t fool me twice, you old rope!   Unless, of … Continue reading

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