"Hearthstones are pebbled palliatives; I burn hot and
swallow one for every slight."
Just gorgeous writing from @melostrom.bsky.social 💫
Excited to have a new poem in the beautiful Sweet Lit.💙
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Melissa Ostrom
This Stone House It’s curious. The rocks have faces. There’s Mother in bed, too blue to rise, a crack in the foundation. Father, all show, as decorative as cornices. Siblings, gone: My older sister…