Saturday, August 04, 2007

She has a ring of diamonds cut from the stars around her finger. Her eyes are silver teardrops - an ocean of blues and greens - encased in scraps of tinfoil and old bicycle chains. She hides her heart in a cookie jar on the highest shelf that she can reach, afraid of something she can't name. She counts all of the promises he has made in the tears that crystallize when he is gone for so long. She sighs softly and slowly turns the ring around.

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