She was reckless and apprehensive.
She was cruel and kind.
She was a beautiful contradiction,
living large and dying inside.
She Was
She was reckless and apprehensive.
She was cruel and kind.
She was a beautiful contradiction,
living large and dying inside.
the maiden, mother and caffeinated crone
Poetry and prose by Basilike Pappa
a division of Blank Paper Press
collective of indie-published writers & readers who want to discover them
Such a few lines and so much truth!
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I like the contrasts, living large and dying inside.
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Thank you. That is a tricky tightrope to walk.
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I think I’ve known more than one of her. Beautiful
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Lucky man ❤
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Mostly, but sometimes the friction of the contradictions rubbing together got intense. Still, wouldn’t have missed it.
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Amazing! Wonderful job.
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Thank you, Jess. ❤
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I love it!
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Thank you. That means the world. Wow. ❤
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So much in so few words. Beautiful.
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Thank you.
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