It snowed beautifully overnight and is still snowing in thin unbroken spirals, tufting the yew branches and the crime-scene silhouettes of cars in the street. The roads have been cleared, but before then I saw a rabbit running the shadow of its own footprints under the streetlight. Hestia's bird theater sits huddling and fluffing in the hearts of bushes. My parents have been married for fifty years.
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- 1: There's no boat to take me where all the stars go to cross the water
- 2: Once you know it's a dream, it can't hurt
- 3: All the ghosts, some old, some new
- 4: The wind is blowing the planes around
- 5: Let the lights run like rivers all over my skin
- 6: I am bound to these shores, I'll be bound till the end
- 7: Wish everyone could hear when she sings
- 8: I cannot feel it, the veil of black, a fine spray of white paint
- 9: I make sure there are hidden messages in my work
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