not evenA Poem by Lydia Shutterfor a friend....it hurts to see you this wayangel oil painting by andra ponomarenco he slices his words with a serrated knife hoping they will be easier to swallow but they are not she ducks as the barbs fly across the table landing in the coffee she was about to savor thoughts curl through her mind like cursive letters on an unlined page carrying her weightless like a frisbee till she arabesques into her safe place where not even he can hurt her © 2014 Lydia ShutterFeatured Review
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