Categories: Poetry

Vision by Catherine Zickgraf

Her tired eye rolls into its socket,
a marble that sees with its belief,
a globe blessing lives she sowed.

Skeletons of lashes rim her lake,
and wings escape across the sky.

A lullabying of skin,
unfolding of
lid.

Soul full of Eye.

In inner sight, all void goes blind.
She can see herself clearer inside.

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Catherine Zickgraf has performed her poetry in Madrid, San Juan, and three dozen other cities—yet homeschooling her autistic youngest inspires her the most. Her writing has appeared in Journal of the American Medical Association, [Pank], Victorian Violet Press, and The Grief Diaries. Her chapbook, Soul Full of Eye, is forthcoming from Aldrich Press. http://caththegreat.blogspot.com

Photo credit: Larry Thacker http://www.larrydthacker.com 

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