my undoing

my undoing
of the layers
tightly worn in longing
and mourning
fall to their death
around my feet
and the muse
if there is one
will have none of it

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4 thoughts on “my undoing

  1. SimplyDarlene

    i keep asking when we will see this in print… i wanna hold them in my hands, bound between hard backs, see them resting on the table next to a pile of homeschool papers, near where we eat breakfast.

    blessings.

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