Blooms in Indigo
Every day poems from a very ordinary aspiring poet
Sunday, March 5, 2017
a fairy-tale origin
Three pomegranates fell from a tree
down to where a horse was drinking
sprouted three young maidens and a prince
this is the preface to a short story about
where I grew and how I came to be, a woman
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