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Makemake

Born from a floating skull
adrift amid the shards
of the Kuiper belt.

A winged god in full
trans-Neptunian 
flight.

Fertile as an egg you created
the universe 
out of loneliness.

But what strange creatures
glide now in your 
alien heavens?

We, in this village
of water hope to seek
irrefutable hatchlings.

So in your name, libations 
of flesh are made but in return
secrets.

◄ Snakes and Ladders in the Afterlife

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kealan coady

Fri 1st Mar 2019 07:42

Thank you Anya, that means a lot ?

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kealan coady

Wed 27th Feb 2019 15:33

Hi Cynthia, how are you my old friend? And when I'm writing a lot it usually means things have gone to crap lol

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Wed 27th Feb 2019 15:31

Kealan, it is wonderful to see you back with your keen ideas and unfailing deft touch. I hope all is well with you.

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