Discarded coffee cups
The detritus of the everyday
Measuring moments
By inches
Breathless
Between the smoky haze
And lipstick fumes
My story is yours:
An ever-changing constant
The landscapes are foreign
And the words burn
From hurts too deep
For songs
But these stories
Stitch a galaxy
Every woman’s life
A star
Spanning eons
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