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7 Minutes: Wolf is Your Shadow

How do you hold innocence,

when the wolf is your shadow?

Hungry and wild, poisoned pawed, but calling you to run toward your honest self? 59 more words

Alethea Eason

7 Minutes: Sensitive Skin

There is a buzzing in my ears,

blending with the indigo of fears,

tears are copper tacks, rusting under trees,

my heart so far away from me. 30 more words

Alethea Eason

7 Minutes: Sacred Art

Typing around my cat’s tail until she moves to make biscuits

on my gray sweater that rests on the table next to my desk.

There is a jungle of my husband’s papers and maps, 195 more words