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Frances Livings

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  • 10 Oct 2013
    1

    Ode to Tinsel Town

    The only thing that moves here are the shadows
    The only thing that dances are dry leaves
    The only

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  • 10 Oct 2013
    1

    The Butterfly

    Pinned like a butterfly
    drowned in formalin
    caught in your net
    like a specimen

    I stare at the

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  • 09 Oct 2013
    1

    Gold & Frankincense

    Bedded on roses
    swaddled in silk
    Covered in honey
    and bathed in milk

    Sipping hot tea brewed

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  • 09 Oct 2013
    37

    The Maliciousness of Words

    Double phrases, single words
    puns intended; metaphors
    synonyms and silly rhymes
    juggling words

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  • 09 Oct 2013
    2

    Songs of the Soul

    Exposed in the idle spotlight
    awkward and unfashioned
    almost uncongenial
    bleak and

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  • 09 Oct 2013

    During the Hours

    During the hours of daybreak
    when I wake at the crack of dawn
    I’ll follow the rhythm of your

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