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Instruments of Flight
Her wings unfurled at the oddest times.
She bumped her head on the ceiling when it was least convenient.
When
all of the signs flash walk
or stand still,
as if these are the only options,
how could anyone think any differently?
Her mother hissed, “walk like a lady.” Read the rest of this entry »
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