THE Sculpt

 
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WHITE
GREY
SMOOTH WITH ROUGH EDGES
A WEIGHTLESS MARBLE OF FABRIC COVERING A SOFT BODY
STRANDS OF HAIR SO STIFF, YET FEATHERY IN EVERY CURL
IT WAS FACE IN DEEP EMOTION
WITH A HEART LIKE STONE
She was one of those white sculptures you'd find in a museum or at the centRE of a fountain
Dust of clay at her feet and arms spread apart as though she were trying to escape
Her podium is what held her down and she will forever live in everyone's attention
her feelings:
to fly away and hide