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Showing posts with label line is. Show all posts

2.17.2025

she brushed your brow

A line like a mother’s hand passed over your brow.

4.30.2023

roadways

A line that was a dark alley. A line that was a hairpin turn. A line that was a blind curve. A line that was an on-ramp. A line that was a work zone. A line that was the last exit before the toll. A line that stretched to a vanishing point. A line that was a dead end.