It's #tbt! Enjoy this great one from SWWIM Every Day's archives!
In the place of cisterns swaddled in cobra lilies spawn of cloud seed heals the moon of its infected swelling. A heat dissipates to crystal, gaslit in the aging night. You were a slip of a boat set off in a slit of wild waters, two down no rudder, no oar. One love travels in tides, in elliptic swirls hot to cold, then back again. The other, a faucet, a cup a tinseled lake warming in a metronome of sun.
Ferral Willcox is a U.S.-born poet and musician currently living in Pokhara, Nepal. Ferral’s work can be found in Per Contra, concis, Peacock Journal, Rat’s Ass Review, and elsewhere. Her poetry was featured in the Q-Street venue of the Philadelphia Fringe Festival, and she is a regular contributor to the Plath Poetry Project.
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So beautiful.