From the faults

by Mark Starling

joints and sediments of the city
to the meadow of headstones

where the carefully creased
and folded are kept,

we consume
the painted future,

charmed by the
fragrance of permanence,

while dragonflies
lift in light steeped air.

 

 

Mark Starling lives in Louisiana. His work can be found online and in print publications.

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