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   Volume X, Issue I

..:: POETRY ::..


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Poetry


from There Is No Wayward Palace
Laura Carter

 

How young women dye their hair blonde, because gentlemen prefer it. How no one will stay young forever, despite all attempts to add glitter to a place where you should add salt. An extraordinary evening might pull you out of yourself with a handful of sugar, but it might not. This beginning is a way of saying that you will measure better.

 

 

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