Max Meunier

Max or Not

a dormant dimension
once held me
in truth

through eyes
of its shadow unfolding

where somber songs sung
by a wandering siren

foretold tales
of reason

when time sifted
faster than heaven’s farewell

now, at last
as we are

this, that no one can know
before starlight’s collapse

into rapture
wrapped tightly

by nature’s eclipse

were i not
but a semblance

to glimpse worlds
we lost

though wordless

I would meet you there

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Author: Kindra M. Austin

Author of fiction, poetry, and very sweary social commentary. Editor and writer for Sudden Denouement, Whisper and the Roar, and Blood Into Ink. Founder of One for Sorrow. Founding member of Indie Blu(e).

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