I am eating raw violets. I am curious about the possessing, in the having been possessed — an old woman passes us on the ferry, sniffs us twice, You are in love, I smelled it! we could lift into the air & become part of the indistinguishable wave of laughing gulls above a lover’s hand composes the body it touches – Love, like water! How it gives and gives ***
Poet credits in order of appearance:
“Tonight As You Pace the Garden” by Alina Stefanescu
“Maidens Tower” by Tara Skurtu
“Looking for the Beautiful Things” by Joy Priest
Love, Like Water by Julia Copus
Charlotte Hamrick 
You made an interesting little beastie here Charlotte. I like, much. Not much fan of forms for forms sake, but Centos, I do like. And this is a stellar example. See me hanging on every word. I am.
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Eating raw violets pulled me right in. So full and open all at once. (K)
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Wonderful write!
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