A swan’s sonata
Her hands become contemporary dancers; swans across a mourning lake of midnight and ivories, their crystalline reflections feather ripples through …
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Reflections of a mirror
An egg shell moon cracks its light through wary curtains onto sheets and blankets that are spiteful from prolonged exposure …
In a cheap hotel
The shadow in the room is composing different shades to a tint of vapor red as long dead cigarettes are …