what did you say
he yells at me
staring into my black eyes
he just cannot understand
the English shards
from my bleeding tongue
Autumn 2010 issue Rust+Moth
A Room of My Own: This Silver World Tanka
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*reading between the lives and writing between the lines*, LXXXVIII
the curtain glides up
and screen light pours forth
as music swells ...
this silver world...