Reunion

we were born in sunlight
a birth in clovers
behind our birdbath
  
I dreamt my sister owned a horse
inherited near a chain-link fence
  
& that I conjured a snake from its mane
  
no poison, just a slim, bitter fang
attached to scales attached to muscles
  
we each took an axe
& swung, splitting it into halves
—suddenly it was glass, as flowers
bursting open in spring, everywhere
  
uncontrollable glass. The cinders
froze in terror. The horse looked
away. I am not fearing
  
this power. Wood blisters
bring us home. Venom splinters
bring us, golden field
bring us, flaring sun bring us,
mercury blade bring the cleanest cut
to the leanest lung
& home.
Helix
Kelly Forsythe
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Helix

Kelly Forsythe

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