Poet Laundry
Poetry by Jennifer Wagner. From grit to sparkle.
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Thursday, January 30, 2025
The Crow Angel
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Crow, I said, that’s a stone in your beak, not a seed. But she didn’t stop and kept tapping against the rock. It split...
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Monday, August 26, 2013
Snowball's Chance
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I Follow the Wind - by Judith Clay By a thin thread I hang on chasing your wild wind, risking all for a house of cards. ...
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Monday, February 25, 2013
Sandmorphs of the Amethyst Moon
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The watchful eye of the bleeding heart moon turned amethyst, her vellum glowed in its gaze— a canvas for creatures of prey. ...
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