by Jennifer K Dick
A centered red-metal tablet and her eye,
ear, hear, hard of
wimples or whimper in the dampered dumpster
She barred wings and broke opaline bows
shadows shuddered out of her
prior cloaks, disguised name-calling
diagonally dismal,
.......................seemed rough, riding
into the meridian, cuff ruffled white
tail as in feathers or farther off
spit spot short-sighted, snow’s false face
her codpiece, her wedded-to window
iron mildewing or root-bodice
cream curdling ancestral ash
....................................buck to
break back against her, tidal, torrid
the azure topaz tourmaline collections
staggered in the buff brush winds
to see, say, sway forward as marble
registers stillness, wood-slat rooms
visitors' steps
...................round her table, tell
tales of brazen arrowshafts’ wooded arc
night-flight forest-fronded defiance
her obsidian grazed-gaze gambolling
gazelle making light of air, our
touch reach retched back-sprung
to based, debased huntress
hounding
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