I'm the girl with bayou eyes,
twigs, mud and death snaking into my curls.
I pause to breathe and s-h-o-c-k,
shock sets in:
Day One.
Earthen clasps latch on my arms,
pulling me back down;
the meandering waters clutch
at my bell-shaped elbows.
Day Six.
My smile is climatic;
the sun always seems to shine,
burning the layers of leaves
but I can't even put up a fight
to remember it's grace.
Day Seventeen.
I'm surrounded by an animalistic embrace--
mismatched light from alligator stares
and throaty frog musings.
Day Twenty-eight.
I forget what color
the back of my eyelids were.















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