Needle piercing fabric along my chalk marks.
Twisting silver wire on curated stone charms.
Vodka plus assorted essential oil drops.
Fashion’s a collage.
Crayons, paint, and powder, my face the blank page.
Wrinkles framing eyes for a stencil, deep dark
liner lines take shape with an easy glide.
Lipstick’s calligraphic.
Verses ground the dream in reflection’s clear gaze.
Formal structure keeps you from rushing past thought.
Choosing words like earrings reveals your true view.
Journals clothe spirits.
Semi-Random Reflections 
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