Volume One Issue One
Amanda McQuade
At the Shore
Blue Gill with your muted
Rainy rainbow pouring
Clear liquids.
I apologize to you,
My salty-sad mouth-
Gapping marionette,
For that rusty hook I yanked
Into your rubber lip.
Your eyes are clearer
Than I pictured,
Too transparent to not be full of silver.
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