pearls

Afterthought 128—Crone’s Turn

Posted in nothing special by maggie on 2015/03/21

The crone mumbled just loud enough
to be heard beneath our coming in late
making ourselves at home the one night

before melting into her own stew's pot
as if seasoned to each individual taste
in the forgotten kisses of her first dance.

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