Poetry

Transnational

Behold! A nation of men.

A torrential movement across the soil

An atmosphere spun out of precious stones

Migration of wings brushing the edges of shadows

Chocolate and coffee bubbling from cracks like spring water

Goldfish glittering,

swimming next to sinew

Black eyed Susan’s and peanut butter cookies

Fingerprints in blue, green, blue

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