This writing was accepted for publication
in an issue of Down in the Dirt magazine:
Stephanie V Sears
This formula of muslin green and castle grey
Offers seasonal romance
That in which we finally rejoice in ourselves.
An iron gauntlet dishevels the tree canopy,
Foments a mad fray between earth and sky
Before dropping a rain storm of crystal pins
On the tar in a smell of asteroid.
Lacquered chestnut trees blossom
Into days of cavernous drama.
Flowing like rivers out of their alley ways
Towards elucidation.
The body soaked in incongruity
Walks to freedom’s delta,
Skin pearlescent with cool cracking wafts.
Suddenly, young and old feel
The thinning order of those last school days.
Nature’s delight in storms: theirs.
A spirit expelled from winter’s old stones
Now exults in aberration
That enwraps them
In the thunderous charm
Of liberation.
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