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Overnight Mikey - Nia Di Gennaro

 



FEBRUARY 20, 2023

But vines on the up

Writhing fresh

Valor, colour

Gilding the pickets

In clover

With bursts of tiny blooms

Prettying the smoke

And oak

 

And I went quiet

Because I want quiet

And marred so healthy

And then marred no more

 

Did they grow overnight?

While asleep I healed

While asleep I tied

 

Free from worship

And wickedness

For the teenage demigods

Rotting away in the gun meadows

 

And I saw clean

In valiancy

 

Heavy 

And scintilla

 

Written by Nia Di Gennaro


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