Tag: Poetry
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Normal
The heart monitor blinks, whips up a number in seconds. Mechanical release of pressure decides — Will you need more medicine? Will the doctor prescribe milligrams discerning, a remarkable chemical compound, Miraculous! In time the number settles into a normal range just as mundane as crumbs waffling on the counter after the sharp cusp of…
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Raven Who Stole the Diamond
A light so honest it needs no mirror no refraction clunking arbitrarily against time. She contemplates its worth stretching a glimmer of black, Labradorite feathers over a jewelled hoard of her contempt. Raven stands on the dark side of the moon. Honoured in the land of gardens and waves curiously, she plucked humans out of clamshells placed stars in the night …
