Category Archives: the light that opens in the dusk

all the words unhomed

Posted on October 4, 2013 by lbk

I am so glad to be here. I am weeping. Tears jewel my hair. I know that I am beautiful. I know that I am. I am draped in midnight blue. The drape of it flows off behind me, infinitely. … Continue reading →

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