For Mary H. Lynch (12.1.47-1.27.2011) And you were always my sister… This is not my body, this frozen ground; no, my body is a field of flowers waking. This is not my body, this drifting wood; my body is a splitting sea, all brine magic and wingspan. Not mine, not mine, this haunted ruin that […]
Hang on, it's going to be a wild ride!
Robin
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