Katrina Willoughby Poems

At the edge of the world where the day
begins shadow dreams unwind their fingers
from the throat to stealthily diffuse as
ocean mist while a music box plays Django
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I. conversation – exchange of

I don’t want your
small change words
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I

our romance jangles at the edges
separate we sit together
offhand notes toss in loops of silent
music to pull each other in
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