She wanted to know
how it was different
this time.
It’s not, I said.
It’s exactly the same
as yesterday.
Except, yesterday
I left my thoughts
displaced there
on that rock,
and today, they’ve
turned into silver dollar
fish circling our ankles.
If you pick one up
to eat it, you’ll turn
into a snake,
and I’ll finally know
where you go
when you’re too quiet
in the mornings,
contemplating
the entire day’s
shenanigans.
Written by
Holes and a series of rabbits — my debut poetry collection — now available! https://www.amazon.com/dp/B089RRRGXX/
visual stories of happenstance
Written by
Holes and a series of rabbits — my debut poetry collection — now available! https://www.amazon.com/dp/B089RRRGXX/
visual stories of happenstance
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