Horse Shit, Stilettos, and Rosin
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Saturday, November 7, 2015
the stars have sent
their quiet snows
to mute the screams
that echoed through
the blanket of a silence
is what is needed
to heal and rest
like the Earth
and all things sleep
and then return
to love again
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