wilma suddenly

 

laughs
the knife in her hand
heavy with the memory of
meat
 

once there was water
once there was sun
she remembers
 

life
is diving down wanting
to drown but the body betrays
it bursts through forcing you
to unwillingly
 
breathe
 

 

 


PAD #6 (things-not-as-they-appear)

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