Backstage in the Big Tent…TGI Friday, peeps. 🙂

Charron's Chatter

her face was white

* pure white *

pitted dates where the eyes should be…

feathers grew from her head & shoulders

–cut in the manner of hair–

vestigial wings peaked her interest

& vexed wonder piqued mine

I reached out,

(unmasking her)

kissing that dissatisfied lip…


©K Robiscoe

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I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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