Sunday, November 20, 2016


Fern Girl was burning
sea level rose
but rain did not fall
she transferred her consciousness
into one of her spores

flying on the high, hot wind
she flew above the Florida islands
all that remained of Africa's
western stub
she crossed the drowned plateau
that had borne the Bahamas
east, east, and east and on
plesiosaurs breached in the post-human sea
she dreamed of the jungles of Europe
and flew on and on

No comments: