negative spaces the migrating silhouettes of geese
the patina
of age on her hands . . .
she brushes
thinning memories
until they shine
(encased)
in an owl's pellet
what remains
of the smallest lives
that get left behind
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Sunday, February 04, 2018
Blithe Spirit, Vol. 27, Number 4, November 2017
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