Maya

Poetry - Collaboration

Maya

This morning, a goddess

stepped down from heaven,

just upstream of the river bend,

where eddies twirl cosmic

visions with solar rays.

Dug her heels into the muddy bank.

Coconut scented curls,

long as winter nights,

spilled from the crown of her head,

flowed to the arch of her back,

against her marigold aura.

I was void cast in shadow.

                              Ninjastroni

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She plucked the fish

dangling from my line,

gutted it with ease,

entrails laid by my feet

in a threat of mercy.

Violence is always behind it.

This morning, a goddess

left the celestial sphere,

to demand clemency

for a suffocating sturgeon

gasping on the rod of his god.

A reminder that I am the fish.

                                Jennifer Howard

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Complete poem by Ninjastroni and Jennifer Howard.