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the prince

long and crooked are his fingers like his smile they’ve been broken his lips taste like iron from the blood that drips from his nose and rusted roses bloom from the lapels of his shirt a cross-stitched madness that ekes out the marble…

Essence

Deep forest of velvety green Dinosaur redwood. Ancient, wise, Silence, serenity, Blissful, calm Secret pathway Sprinkled with golden leaves Raindrops of sunlight Bouncing playfully Among tree boughs. Smooth silken moss, Damp under my feet.…