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March 20, 2017 | by  | in Poetry |
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river/dusk

the sun’s glitter reflects off the water

which pools and whirls into

pale pink with purple hues

light catches around all the edges of your body

 

i lay back and watch the steam rise from the water 

the way the smoke ends from a chimney

before it drifts into the small century of the sky

 

i keep telling everyone i love someone and it’s you

but i hadn’t thought to tell you this?

 

the earth splits open like rocks

the still water turns to a massive waterfall

between the shifting of the lithospheric plates

 

and then

gone

 

so calmly, you say

“look,

the earth could swallow us whole”

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