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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 3918 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention Noonlight Suzanne My breath stills. My fingers stretch. Spine conscious, I tuck in a racing ground of blue-green flux. Calves bare on pebbles, I count grass blades and ant footsteps. I decline eyelashes, dog-rose berries, split veins on a transparent leaf, the silent fall of seconds, stones under one foot, the other. I pinpoint birds by call. Distant organs pulsate. . . Hush wind fills up my skirts and my toes are intrigued into movement, till I stand unbound. |
