Four years old and they found her like that a crumpled heap of grief in the shade a crown of poverty bruised her head hunger leaned into her cheeks and the scrappings of her dress held together thin bones locked in fear Someone forgot the child tonight and didn’t come home didn’t see how she […]
Filed under: Barbara Mitchell by akublik Date 31 January, 2008
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when I marvel at your feet, soft and velvet-heeled how the narrowness of them settled into thin places of the world only to come this great distance through universe and cloud prayer and benediction to find themselves planted in the afternoon of this ripe season of my life will you know I mean you when […]
Filed under: Barbara Mitchell by akublik Date 28 January, 2008
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