Let fate choose
a simple plan
with the beauty
of an antique scene
on a tin coffee can,
and I sit down
with two women
in candlelight, took
out the table leaf to
make it round,
one poured the wine,
one read outloud from
the book, one prayed to
obliterate the curse, tine
cleansing in turpentine,
let fate choose
what meal to nourish.
Copyright 5.19.2010 Ms. Sage Sweetwater, firebrand lesbian novelist
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Namaste,
Amber
Peace in the candlelight,
Dayvid
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