In Her Soul the Pale Rooms of the Moon Were Wandering

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What is it like to enter loss with your slip burning, every signpost ripped from its hinge? Could you hold a chalice that is more than acrimony, the boxed house, glass word shattered on a bow string? What will you do when the moon comes back, the day asks for more than crumbs at your table?