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Poetry Critical 2.0
Hey guys, Donald here.
In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.
But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?
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|Casting a Spell at Laguna|
She told me to write his name at midnight,
when the tide was low, the moon bright,
when the spirits rose in starlit, silver lines.
Cold sand between my toes,
salt-lipped and my hair like a black whip,
I moved like a wraith through the dark.
A damp stick lying at my feet,
too perfect to call chance,
a movement to my left,
cold breath on my cheek.
His name in sand at midnight, this I know.
I cannot remember what came next,
only that I ran and ran,
bleeding feet leaving starlit lines of crimson
and something large, laughing like silver and insane.
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