May 23rd
Back to your body of water collection
30/365
30/365
THIS BODY OF WATER
stops short of waver and calls me
a liar. I’m not, I say,
slipstreaming into shape—
a tongue (maybe
mine) melts and fills
my mouth with salt and bog
smoke, where I find
names for other bodies:
flux, flood, landfall, all
composed in these formless
lakes I fill with fable.
THIS BODY OF WATER
stops short of waver and calls me
a liar. I’m not, I say,
slipstreaming into shape—
a tongue (maybe
mine) melts and fills
my mouth with salt and bog
smoke, where I find
names for other bodies:
flux, flood, landfall, all
composed in these formless
lakes I fill with fable.
Dandi Meng 21, Seattle
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