She walked Through the theater Smelling of lavender And hoping To find her purpose. She saw the sign At the end Of the room In raspberry letters, “EXIT”. Maybe the lavender Made her heady, Bold, brave, Whatever. But, “EXIT” Was the wrong direction. One by one, Until there were only two, The raspberry letters FadedContinue reading “Lavender and Raspberry Letters”
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