[from Muddy Prints, Water Shine]
Great Pink
A flamingo, a gone goose —
darken to gray
as the marsh she sips
dissolves, her legs
and her wings lengthen —
she’s weightless, wisping,
chalk-dusting away.
She leaves behind
a string of silver fish
for the full moon,
that chaste, sad face.
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