| Pomegranate Words |
seattle by Andrea Guinn, 17, DuPont, Washington rain glazed the heels of my dread as i staggered into a necklace of lights and let my past be bled seattle smiles from across empty nights licking the purity of promise broken that swelters as i rise for flight the bloodied clay of words unspoken spills like water into water and its wetness stings as new life sleeps awoken |