I don’t write enough on here about my own practices, perhaps I should, perhaps I shouldn’t, but my partner writes and so something of my own Solstice is wrapped up in the words she sews, so scoot over and read the words of the Morrigan…
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Flames flap in the wind as standards
marking spaces in which they with
little thought of tomorrows passing draw
slight succour from yesterday’s loss.
The sun sign silhouetted amidst black
shadows falling across the nightline
dances in the skylight crimson
dresses of evening dinner and wine.
Thundrous roars peak and molotov
cocktails speak freely of time
and light utterances so easily spoken now
in words that [...]
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