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Ribbons for Her Beard
Thank you, Elizabeth, I am honored.
This poem was, in part, in response to this weekend's Muse Fusion poem which I wrote about them:
A Day On The Beach
Having ventured Affanumuur, the nude beach seemed tameThe newlyweds watched the sun rise hand in hand
Lalya draped a silvery lace shawl over her broad shoulders
Dini bought them flavored ices and grape jellies on a stick
Once they saw a great thunder whale in the distance
Or at least, that’s what the no-gender seafood seller claimed
It felt odd to be somewhere that no one knew either of them
It was both strange and pleasant to have no one stare
When the small pretty man called his tall, bearded lover, ”wife”
After the sunset, they watched the moons rise together
I also have some new stories pending canon board approval over at Torn World. I'll keep you posted.