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Sand and Poetry
by Annabelle Moseley


                                                Tonight,

                                                the poetry poured from me like sand

                                                dry and heated,

                                                gasping for the thrill of water,

                                                a sunless kiss.

                                                I ran my hands through it;

                                                Bits of it slipped

                                                between my fingers;

                                                and some grains settled

                                                in the valleys of my palms.

                                                The poetry asked to be sorted

                                                from my pile of longings,

                                                and run along my body like pumice,

                                                sifting the sorrow of my skin.

                                                The poetry made me a warm, gritty beach

                                                and I sank into it,

                                                until sand and poetry

                                                clung to my body

                                                and I was dressed in metaphor.

 
 


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