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Wednesday, December 8, 2010

The Snow Queen

a ruthless queen surveys a board of boxes
she is a regress of masks
faceless, disarticulate
a speck of cursed mirror
lodged in her eye
& she mimics only ugliness
with dust in time
spread across our agonies
she sits atop her mountain
waiting, brooding

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