Kelpie Dreams

A poem by Marisca Pichette.

toes crack,
splash hooves
vines to veins,
algae to arteries.

lay your mane down in pond scum
let shadows displace thoughts—
hair grows over
where bones break

and rot your body lovely,
devour nights and days,
lie under tepid ripples
eyes shining golden

lips dripping eons,
teeth bared moonward.
let me take your hoof your hand
and swim once

and sink last.

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Kelpie Dreams

A poem by Marisca Pichette.

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