she dreamt whispering…

Enchanting writing from Vanessa at Say No to Clowns

say no to clowns

harps in the desert.

She bled the ache

for unplayed notes

on the horizon.

She tremored between here and there,

filled with a terrible,

beautiful, unknowing

that she was learning to play.

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