Writers Are Parents
Look. Feel. See. Decide not to.
Words are threads on a loom; tied but not bound.
Emptiness save you in the void.
T is for Teacher . . .
A glittering gift? A knife to the heart?
He snapped and his heart protested.
H is for Honesty . . .
V is for Vortex . . .
Fine threads of black, knotted into masks.
F is for Family . . .
V is for Vivid . . .
C is for Curious . . .
December bows to January.
C is Candy Cane . . .
D is for Daring . . .
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