Poetry

Poetry
Allison Thorpe

the undead

I grew up among the undead
those sepia strangers
blank faced gypsies
who framed walls and cluttered shelves

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the saddest of angels

the saddest of angels is a girl who spends her days on black basalt boulders & sings the colors of night: crimson & cobalt,

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