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THIRD BOOK OF DECEMBER

Previously on the BOOK OF DECEMBER… * The next couple of days were blissful for me as Dalu had returned to being preoccupied with her war with Mother. And that

Poetry 11 Comments

Body Cartography

Your body is a piece of parchment paper And you are the cartographer Inscribing small lines across it Each line is portentous A memory made into an etching Of the