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Delphine Romon, More Than Meets The Eyes

Sulfur

I cry my soul

into seven ancient rivers

each opens the mouth

of a burning star-- 

a sulfur world

that breathes our language

I Am Your Hurricane

I'll keep you warm

in winged blue rhythms

you know my secrets, 

you are the sea

sharp moon jolts the tide

and I disintegrate

implode in spiral

howling alone

I never wanted to destroy

anything beautiful

every salted maelstrom

each ceaseless rain

we can be safe here, 

alive inside the eye

The Land of Eternal Summer

Every syllable of you

is magic

moons distilled to blood

lifelines formed as

lightning

everything and ours

Alive

in salt and thunder

the laws of oxygen

Tanya Rakh was born on the outskirts of time and space in a cardboard box. After extensive planet-hopping, she now lives in Ottawa, Ontario with her family. Her poetry, surrealist prose, and cross-genre amalgamations have appeared in journals including The Gasconade Review, Redshift 4, Literary Orphans, Fearless, and The Rye Whiskey Review. Tanya is a Best of the Net nominee and the author of two books: Hydrogen Sofi and Wildflower Hell, new editions of each available from Posthuman Poetry & Prose.