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Saturday, December 19, 2020

Winter Writing Sanctuary 1.4, Reading the season, Spark 4




Paper

There are moments
when I am paper, 
blank, entirely
vessel.

And moments
when I am paper,
sharp enough
to cut you
where it
hurts.

And moments 
when I am paper,
tattooed and 
relentless and
easily set
afire. 

Justine C. Tajonera
Image by Kelly Sikkema of Unsplash

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