Lone Star
A poem that's one of those 'just write and see if you hit a spark that catches fire' and boy did it!
Within the full moon's flame craving during the pitch of dawn is a lone star anchoring the light in the sky's eye. It flickers faster than the afterimages of dragonfly wings after crashing into spider silk. Morse Code, written in stardust and well-intentioned across light years, pings the SOS message carved by memory's ha…
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