The dryer ticks and cools while I fold.
My warm shirts stir the musty air when
a rush in the pipes startles the silence.
"Hello?" I ask the joists.
But the dog naps knowing
no one is there.
It is only the dishwasher draining,
sending the ghosts of children and men
running through the walls.
– Teresa Kiplinger
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Photo: Nolan Issac via Unsplash
Your messages reach such a deepness in my soul. It amazes me how you capture those in your art. You’re amazing
I’m agnostic and spiritual, so I hope that all the gods of this world hold you deep in their hearts 💕. Thank you for all the inspiration you generate and your lonely heart that bleeds so beautifully in your work. 💗
Beautifully vivid Teresa💕 love your peoms and your jewelry.
You have also peered into the soul of every human being. Comforting, yet somehow sad at the same time. Thanks for sharing yourself. We should all be so brave!
So wonderful! Your jewelry is breathtaking! Prose from your heart can’t help but be as beautiful as your inner self. Though that inner self is what is reflected through both your prose and jewelry!
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