World River
By: Miranda Scharf

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​East Fork:

A Journal of the Arts​​


the river bubbles and blunders

crashing like clumsy lovers clutching

world river wider than eternity

fathoms below

moss strains to anchor on the rocks

the rotting weeds smell acrid

twisting twining thrusting

into you

the blue flash is seizure inducing

giving vision to the synapses firing in your brain

shaking slithering tearing through

i run away

the witch behind the door

a comfortable nightmare

i sip the smoke pouring out

the taste lingers on my tongue

and in my hair

long after sand has blasted away the stormy stones

i ask the questions they dread

the universe quakes with fear

my mighty force can topple

ivory moons and starry nurseries

my breath will bust up the Milky Way

caged dragons whistle the good news

they swish raw their pink tails

whipping up a hurricane

which rips apart fusion