Thursday, July 1, 2010

Anna Lee
By Rebecca L. Morrison

She lingers; a peroxide nest
contented atop slender shoulders,

fizzling heavy ‘gainst humid skies.

She titters, applauds; she
sighs; she sings. Sugar and sky

coat her throat when she
rises beneath snowy

Teeth crunch, alarms sound,
fingers clack with languid wile. Yet, she

listens, softly sleeping when
windows breeze.

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