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My words freeze
and clatter against the sidewalk.
I could believe my blood
reversing its magnetism,
making flight possible.
Bitter breath,
like shards of winter,
charging my particles
with something more
than cold.
About the Creator
Megan D. Robinson
elf by inclination.
lover of words, dancing, and witchcraft.
journalist, poet, storyteller, visual and performing artist.
abuse surviver, single parent with adult child, former dog mom.
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