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| Drowning by the Light of Oranges Simone Muench |
I pinned a star on the shadow of your shoulder. It sucked darkness into a mandarin flame where you leaned against a boat overflowing with ice and oranges. You're a pinned flame, an asterisk of snow disappearing in the thin isolation of my dress; in nightcrush and suck, ice shines metal flowers. The river carries stars. Fish bones flicker beneath the surface littered with trout silk and snow. Your shoulder aligns itself with the stars orange light isolates shadows of boats that appear flickering silk on the ice- flowered river. I go under the snow's crush, an asterisk pinned in by your shoulder. Your shadow. |
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