Oh, giant blue morpho from Peru
I’m intrigued with crystal-like scales
that colour your wings of charm
I move and your shimmer
disappears like ink
blotted as light
reflected
changes
you
The germs spun over gleaming theatre floors. Micro hands grabbed lives by their heartsick throats. The others were flat anti-germ...
Here is a new poem that is featured on Poetry Worth Hearing episode 21. Thanks Kathleen! https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/kathleen...
Alarms sound. No harms found. Diatoms do their work. Switching gas. A flip flop. A process. New access. Alarms sound. No harms found. We...
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