imp in the garden



her eyes: amphibious,

drowsy until they’re

not –

gardenIII gardenIV

vaulting alive

with the punch



gardenVII gardenVI

her fingers:

at home in every ragtag corner

tasting the


of life

in their tips:


tiny, human circles

that surprise me,


i always thought

she was

a changeling.

3 Comments Add yours

  1. YOU ARE SO PINK. I love it! And the poem is amazing, too. I love your writing.

    1. skye says:

      I love yours too, lady!

  2. Anna says:

    The different shades of pink, the tulle, the sparkling red. Beautiful! ❤

    – Anna

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