I want to be like Lucy: valiant, a friend of the trees, and completely in love with the Lion.
12/4/12
delicate things
collar bones and wrists,
the delicate things
twigs that hold on through winters,
and butterfly wings.
paper snowflakes and pencil lead.
the wavering wail of a far off train whistle,
something coming but you do not know when.
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