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Salamander

(Photograph Pawel Sroka)

“Held in palm,/a bloom of peony to/inspect.”

Newborn-slim

salamander/newt

translucent pink

Held in the fall

of leaves thick with wet.

 

Held in palm,

a bloom of peony to

inspect. Skin, not thin as the

petal of held salamander who

 

is slick with sunset like

oil pools in water

reflecting sky—

that same horizon

sighs droplets.

 

Stand in the marsh

of wet substrate

mud painting soles,

tenderly walk

and drop to earth,

welcome a body home.

 

Briana Meade is a writer in Apex, North Carolina. She has previously published work in Literary Mama and Relief Journal and has poetry forthcoming in Carolina Muse Literary & Arts Journal.

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