by Megan Amero
this is the way i fall
over into the ground and
this is the way the earth
wraps itself around me
my blood turning green like envy with
each chlorophyll-laden beat of
my underground heart.
this is the way the sky grabs me
by my exposed ankles—
a stray breeze bestowing upon my skin
the thick cloak of frostbite.
this is the way i fall
moving with wingless flight;
this is the way my body
knows no end.
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