Sonnet Fragment from Ophelia to Lizzie Siddall
Megan Ronan

     

                         Ophelia to Lizzie¹

                 on                , chilled

                                                my proposed economy of petals

        I studied                                               horizontally
                                    across my
                        into                                                        cleft
                                                    representation
     breasts, more gray under water

¹Ophelia throws her voice, blurred the edges of the canal of sound. She sanded them down, around.  She floats. She said, "flower." Once, this time. Her hand curves around a bell handle.

 

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