The Empress
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By daylight she is bottles, laundry, and court paperwork; by moonlight she remembers that creating love inside chaos is its own kind of power.
A poetry library for the things that bruise us, the things that bloom anyway, and everything we become in between.
By daylight she is bottles, laundry, and court paperwork; by moonlight she remembers that creating love inside chaos is its own kind of power.