New York. In the rain. Now the snow. She is
at it again. Heartbreak. Soulsong. Sunlight dancing

down the late night grocery store aisles laughing stop
filming me. Phosphorescent in matching blue lace.

In half-hearted rakes of ringed fingers
through chopped blonde waves.

Circular and herself in the not quite natural
light of rippling moon on lamplit streets.

Who couldn’t love you looking like this.
Selkie, slippery, elegant, proud.

Madeleine Lamm

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