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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Edytta Anna Wojnar

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The Day the Light Went Out

The day began like any Sunday
in May, the golden sun round and fierce
in the sky, a halogen
bulb on a Command hook,
a cumulus swelling and growing
sly tentacles.

Put stones back into the sockets!
Snakes braid into a halo
and now she is
headless, heaving wrecked words.
On a copper cable, a broken fixture
hanged that sunny day in May.