rim of my window-screen

Updated: Jan 31

By ALLIE BEENE, January 23, 2022


portal between the ins & outs

a thin panel at most

filled by crumbled bones

of unfortunate crawlers

found dead

in no man’s land

corpses are shredded

by wind & hungering soldiers

leaving haphazard wings

so delicate

witherable to dust in one swift motion next to

an eroding eye

once-colorful turquoise

a kaleidoscope of lenses

from a hapless fly

disintegrated by the fiery wrath

of time spent stuck

in my window


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