by SoulReserve
paperbark mouth drinks floodplain blood, orange into veins that spill sun, light pushes itself into albino flowers, dense and misshapen. I stand on your roots, spread beneath wetlands, body quivers, shakes with tethered new seasons that rub salt into fresh wounds. I crisp into paper, skin golden brown and peeling like an alphabet long-written and forgotten, now speckled yellow sun-bleached memories. I shed leaves, susurrating through a murmur of wind, tunnels through kaleidoscopic light that burns nocturnal eyes and laughs and laughs. SoulReserve is a wistful poet. Her poetry explores love and its tumultuousness, the fantasy and zest in nature, and allegories that provoke thought and evoke tender feelings. Read her published works in – "Across Vast Horizons", "Poetry d’Amour – 2019 & 2020", "Letters To Our Home", “Recoil 12” and WAPI’s “Creatrix.”
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