Vantage Point
She is afraid of suspect spaces,
with sparse starlight, ancient arches,
abyss-steps, swinging lanterns &
comforted by a moonlit garden,
an expansive sky of navy blue,
glitter-stars in an elocutionary’s box.
5/20/2023
Bitsize Contest 64
Sponsor: Line Gauthier
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