The Chicken-Witch of the Grove. {excerpt}
She left the warmth of her farmhouse bed, called into the night by the silvery beams of that milk-white sliver in the sky, passing by her chicken coops.
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Domesticity: Let Us Share Our Struggles with One Another.
We listen to the storyline that 'this is the way it’s always been' repeat over and over... Until we can impress it upon one another in secret circles.
Love Isn’t Meant to Be Chicken-Scratched At. {poetry}
Sometimes I’d come in
Just to make sure
he hadn’t floated up to the ceiling
And to ask him
what else
he could tell me about love.