The Blazer
Cinderella
Pouring silver from the wand,
the enchantment is
encircling the girl lightly
as shimmering ivory melts into the ripped, destroyed fabric
the Caster of Spells whispers a warning
of the time that the girl mustn't stay
disappearing into
darkness
nothingness
emptiness
without another word
Ron Duberstein
November 24th
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