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Night Gabriel Came

⠀⠀⠀⠀ Used to be you believed in things. Used to be I felt the same about you, until we found what believing brings the night when Gabriel came. I know, you don’t care to recall and when you do, you … Continue reading

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Flatlocking

Flatlocking isn’t a technique which one would use on an edge or fold as might suit a poem,             so I’m told. Decorative stitch becomes the hand that would serge more honestly than the tongue moved to exhale             the poet’s urge.

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Naptime Lullaby

Cuddle-bunny, baby nap, close your wee blue eyes. Lie down cozy in my lap and touch the starry skies. Cuddle-bunny, baby nap, rest your wee sweet head. Lie down cozy in my lap and make my breast your bed. Cuddle-bunny, … Continue reading

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