Poetry for Tangled Women.
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December 13, 2015
Washing Day
I hung my heart out
On the drying line
So the sun could help it
Fade
It had been too bright
Too bitter
Too large
Too cracked
Too much
Everything
So I hung it out
On the drying line
I thought
Maybe this will fix me.
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