the noticeable things

Eleanor's Jar
 
She had a body that

spun heads–

a divided exorcise,

and unamalgamated Franken’s

stein

­–monster—

or Tom, or Harry
 
 
 
 
she the disinterested vessel

–a crackpot, and sealed,

she leaked

dust of bones

yet living

–and some ink

About Charron's Chatter

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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