Discipline: Literature
Last snake year
Marj read her poem, hands knuckled white at her side,
A toss of mane, an angled tilt along the way
To shake loose those vague underpinnings,
Those menacing snake flickers in our eyes;
It takes courage to spill one's guts out
And cover over with a string of syllables
Salt etched, thorn tipped; deliberate pain
Relived in dredging from our earth bosoms,our own.
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