Parading

Blood in the dirt, stirred with a finger

drew a breast, lifted, pointed back at the sea, considered
drew a breast, lifted, pointed back at the sea, considered
drew a breast, lifted, pointed back at the sea, considered
throwing itself in.
throwing itself in.
A strip of sorrow in the air—
A strip of sorrow in the air—
it wanted to be said. A tarantula moved.
it wanted to be said. A tarantula moved.
Someone looked up at the moon
Someone looked up at the moon
and said /You./ —Bianca Stone
and said You.
—Bianca Stone

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