Swallow the Sky

Tiderintal

Summer Storm in Lake Country

Her husband is crying.
Stretched out on His stomach,
He cries into His pillows
as though they were Her fluid breast.

She, green with guilt and
hot for freedom, rips
His pearls from Her throat and
flings them back at the Sky.

~Michael Gabriel Booth


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