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Amazing, gripping write from Sam Lucero

samantha lucero

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click, clamber & it backfires

swerves, my solstice milkmaid sails

on a dreamy seafoam bed of nails

lathers in the hungry chorus

of a hundred haunted fingers

lets them pluck a symphony of her bones

you are spring now; you are ruby

salve. dead petals on charred bread

the witch’s secret

you are not the ghost of winter laying bare

& inky dark inside the ashes of a house of cards

but the silver lining stepping

out of the graveyard & onto their toes

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