a love like a dying sun 

salvaged in the final hour

in an eclipse of lips

the dissident tides synchronized

the dour shores reformed

with merciful concord 

a tarnished compass 

unanimously restored

a love drunk sunrise ascending

a lonesome river amending

as the sediments commence

ending prolonged torment

there was rapture 

in the adaptations

there was bliss

in the submissions

a. duncan, 2019


Artwork: “Syzygy” by Holly Campbell

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Amor et melle et felle est fecundissimus || Love is rich with both honey and venom

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