Moonlight, ethereal
casts your shadow—flings you up
against tall buildings; stretches your limbs
across sleeping streets. Alien in your own skin,
contemplate conundrums plaguing the races.
You were meant to know the night.
You were meant to count the
stars, and give them all
names.
Travel in Sonata
formula, meant to
know the solitude of
Nocturne—
when Heaven is
alive silvery
blue pressed into
black, and
your inner voices
speak the
loudest.
You
are a writer—
mother of children,
maker of gods, and
creator of worlds.
You were meant
to speak your
truths. You
were meant
to know the
night.
Kindra M. Austin is a member of Sudden Denouement, a curator at Blood into Ink, and a fiction indie author. You can read her poems and prose at https://poemsandparagraphs.wordpress.com/ and find her debut novel at Amazon.com (Amazon UK).
You go from strength-to-strength.
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Kindra is a beast, thanks for reading!
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O.P. I need to invent new words to describe how much I love you. ❤
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Lol
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Thank you, dear heart!
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❤❤
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Check out library girl abd Library girl 2.
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Please. They are my New Additions.
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Thank you.
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You
are a writer—
mother of children,
maker of gods, and
creator of worlds ❤️
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Kindra is an amazing writer, I highly recommend following her, you won’t be disappointed
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Done!!!
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🙂
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Eleventy bajiliion hearts to you!
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Love you too sis 💚💚
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Thank you, Sabrina! Love to you!
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