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Inhale the night, my solace,
draw swirling nebulae,
into this void, my ribcage; filling
trachea, bronchi, alveoli
with thousand-year old lustre —
now breath is all I can hold —
to allay the absence of you; replete
with starlight, time-travelling
missives from supernovae eruptions,
are they cataclysmic enough to
obliterate the eclipse of your love

Scorpius Descending
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Melissa Coffey

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Renee Podunovich
Renee Podunovich

Written by Renee Podunovich

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Renee Podunovich is a poet and author living in the SW U.S. Four Corners Region ReneePodunovichPoet.com —@blue_imaginarium on IG

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