May 2017
This is the shape I was given:
a violent explosion of brilliance,
massive,
flaring—a mouth so big that
it could swallow a
honeycrisp spreading the
red skin like
peanut butter.
100,000 years it takes to become and
I will be dead.
star—*
the harp of the wind.
a violent explosion of brilliance,
massive,
flaring—a mouth so big that
it could swallow a
honeycrisp spreading the
red skin like
peanut butter.
100,000 years it takes to become and
I will be dead.
star—*
the harp of the wind.
