Worship not shadows
but a goddess
who sleeps
in peace
above
death himself.
That poem is by Zoe. I told her I thought she had an inner writer inside. She, as twelve-year-old girls are wont to do, rolled her eyes.
I'll take what I can get, and in this case, it's a poem.
but a goddess
who sleeps
in peace
above
death himself.
That poem is by Zoe. I told her I thought she had an inner writer inside. She, as twelve-year-old girls are wont to do, rolled her eyes.
I'll take what I can get, and in this case, it's a poem.
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