by Margery Hannah
I look forward to them the way
I once wet-tongued over
cotton candy as a child.
Neon afro-sugar melting
in my mouth, what is
sweeter than that?
We marched in the rain
until we became it, two drops
sinking below dirt
and resurrected with an ache
carrying us above
nimbus fluff.
© Margery Hannah 2006. All rights reserved.
© Margery Hannah 2015. All rights reserved.
Margery Hannah is a multi-genre writer and the founder and publisher of the online magazine, THE LITERARY PURVEYOR. Every raindrop has a story.
Margery Hannah is a multi-genre writer and the founder and publisher of the online magazine, THE LITERARY PURVEYOR. Every raindrop has a story.
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