Creases

 

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Credit: Olga Rykova
in her aged skin,
midst her lips,
branched around her eyes.

Her body an hourglass of beach-like sand
washed along ocean end;
smoothed to the surface by a midnight high tide;
reflected waters’ perfection
in morning sunrise.

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