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I saw her sitting there, on the lawn, having tea, with him. He was telling her stories, a #barmecide platter of fairytales meant to lure and entice. She preferred her own dreams. He talked two minutes too long and the look on her face begged me to come get her. #vss365

— Tricia (@triciasankey) September 24, 2020

My universe swirls,
you are a shaky #spindle
on a tattered merry-go-round
where I fall and get hurt

or maybe I'm a
broken pinata,
where you show no #restraint
and pick my insides dry…

I think I'm that ball that you kicked,
into another yard,
goodbye.#BraveWrite #vsspoem

— Tricia (@triciasankey) September 25, 2020

My thirty-three #vertebrae vibrate
to your clever fingers
running slowly
down my back.#Poetryin13

— Tricia (@triciasankey) September 25, 2020

Knowledge wanes,
in this information age.
Can we all turn back the clocks?#Poetryin13, #poetry pic.twitter.com/d59EUWVnRu

— Tricia (@triciasankey) September 25, 2020

Three clocks upon the wall

are losing time

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for who has thought the winter #finifugal

the windswept snow smarts my eyes

and shorter days make longer thoughts

that sift and stir

into the night. #vss365 #poem pic.twitter.com/QbdzfX8JXP

— Tricia (@triciasankey) September 25, 2020