A Picture, or 1000 Words?- Aurora Phoenix

bee on flower

when you paint me

will I flow from your brush

cerulean and magenta profusions

my intimate sins

bleeding O’Keeffe’s rainbows

stunning explosions

across your pages?

or will you sketch me

in botanic taxonomy

skunk cabbage petals

heavy with heat crimp

pinned and labeled

for methodical scrutiny?

 

you buzz about my petals

alight instinctive

vibrations

 

I anticipate your sting

 

(Photo: mine)

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Aurora Phoenix

I write as Aurora Phoenix. Nine months ago my world shattered. Unexpectedly and dramatically arrested, I have been incarcerated ever since, as I await the unbearably slow machinations of the system. Devoid of verbal communication that is unmonitored, pen and paper have served as my truest outlet for grief, fear and angst. Armed with toilet paper for intermittently copious tears, my motions experience and reflections are PaperMate poured. In this chapter of my life, I write.

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