Spaces Between The Stars
the words kicking around my noggin
by megan sargent
Saturday, June 23, 2012
From the Deathbed
At 20,
earth was satin.
at 50, it was cinder.
Now it drips like sand,
strand by strand--
the earth,
through every finger.
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