Moored to the Archetypal Father Dark
by Gretchen Mattox
Little flower under combustion,
this is the glistening promise of change; heaven twins.
Ice is nice.
Absence has a voice and it is bottomless.
a loosening of sexual symbols.
Set apart from conclusions, the unnumbered river widens.
Take my hands away from me.
Gretchen Mattox lives and writes in Fairfax, California.