since you been gone
Michelle Everette
all i do is spin spells &
bite bars of sunsets
to spit up into a
canvas of
cobweb. how can i
just
sink in black &
eke past purple, is
it u who smelled
the cancer first
maybe i
could have caught
the darkness. fished
it out with a healing
stick. but you
sensed we r
spirits too derived of
death,
known also
as the old woman who
swallowed that spider. it
hung itself from
her uvula &
god did not
stop to mourn.
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