her bruises
a memory now
windfall plums

vine tendrils...
all these years spent
in his shadow

his hands unbutton them mother-of-pearl

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butterfly
under her skin
the ink takes shape

moonrise
a tennis ball drops
from the boxer's mouth

new purse
a glint
in the crow's eye

blue hydrangea
a pregnant woman
hums to herself