perfectsublimemasters posted: "Most days my mother is forged             from iron, striking flint under the steel of my backbone. A slip of gold             hoo" Eunoia Review Read on blog or reader Mother, a verb perfectsublimemasters Jan 21 Most days my mother is forged             from iron, striking flint under the steel of my backbone. A slip of gold             hooked into dark seawater, singed cries ringing. That is to say, we are both born             into it—daughters ruptured by fishing wire, eyes ticking like metallic stars. Mother             taught me how to swim, how to fix […] Read more of this post Comment Like You can also reply to this email to leave a comment.

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