Member Rara Avis
-something and something else-
saddening sighs stir soundlessly from susan
seeking solace in the shapes of the sky.
something about something in the strewn sifted sand
stops her -- to shift songs, sanctify.
statues stand solemnly surrounding.
susan sits in the shadows and sulks.
silly sentiments -- silt and silken strands stand
for something else susan once felt.
soot and sunshine, solutions strayed and frayed like socks,
scattered stones sunken in the sea.
susan, she'll find a way to find a way to find
a sieve to scoop away the shadows; unsoiled, shell-less, free.