Painting by Kris Galli
she sat for some minutes,
annihilated by the falling leaves:
waiting to be a fugitive,
finding wounds in the white daffodils,
forging a second sun,
feeling humiliated by the kois in the pond.
and as she divided the wind between her teeth,
the rivers met the oceans again.
Karla Bardanza
Copyright©Karla Bardanza 2012

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