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ashlen courtney
creative pr + advertising professional
wordsmith
This year, I'll use my brush more.
Study as coating separates on primer where bristles meet wall;
wet pigment forming bubbles and breaking like skin on cold surfaces.
Mix ores and stains with silk and cashmere;
I'll fix the cracks in my ceiling, leave the ones in my soul - make this space
a clean, well-lighted place to write. Paint you poems in borders and trim.
And I'll use my words more.
Sketch you a masterpiece full of tongues - build lead-lined portraits of language.
I'll lift your eyebrow with my larynx.
I'll be your jack-of-all-trades.
You'll call me a wordsmith.
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