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Poem: Wet Eyelashes, Arrowheads or Oranges

Wet Eyelashes, Arrowheads or Oranges

To write is a splintering pneumonia

but is really a cool glass of water

Stand on a bridge, look at the river, hear rush of fish-applause

Rip of roots from earth, bronchial branches

split and sucked, tendrils like nature’s toe hair

Anatomical pictures, palms out reach south, trisect pie lungs

Saved by shower from wet eyelashes like

charcoal arrowheads, dust powders my nose

Find me in the dark building Frank N. Stein with what I recall

Tongue dry and lifeless, out of Chardonnay

Cannot find wet eyelashes, arrowheads

or oranges. Fish drowns in April air, hook thrust in her eye

Always looking for water in pale sky

Reflections kill and remind, golden teeth

suckling for life, on a bridge, look at river, wait for applause

By Ella

I am an undergraduate junior studying creative writing. I am interested in short fiction, poetry, creative nonfiction and professional writing.

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