day 188

trees, dried and misshapen
like arms of an old woman
reaching out to clutch you;
fallen limbs in the sand
bleached by the sun,
scattered like bones
after a bloody feast

7.7.17

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Eliza Alys Young, aka CreativEliza, is a free spirit, world traveler, creative expert, and part of multicultural family… Eliza shares her time between the US, Dominican Republic and beyond. When she is not caring for her high-energy kids, writing her poetry or for her blog, creating art or cooking up a storm, she is designing for her own company, Design Intense.

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