Quarterly Dream.


and she appeared!
She appeared like a blue rose
chained onto a pen-note.
with every page of her skin
coated in chocolate melanin
of epistles drawn into a curtain,
splashing galaxies
and songs of
And she rose:
From the deep of a burning star
flaming in dunes!
she cried in chapters
for green became
white and white
became red
and red grew
coptic heart-pulses
braided in
the anvil of
love colors.

©The Village Thinker


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