where colors unmoored

are raining


viridian / flame

you can’t go back


there again




a former self calls, and the cells

rearrange her voice


an alternate future


dials back

the line crackling




a lapse of time

the space between two crows


flying west

the gray air and red air


fall through


by Adele Frances Wegner

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