Dirge
by Jennifer Lagier



Fog mingles with wetland mist,
accentuates chill dune, misshapen silhouettes
of delinquent, marauding raccoons.

Owls croon from leafless sycamore.
Athena’s albino sisters chorus incantations,
immobilize hidden prey, invoke pallid moon.

Claws wound; something screams.
Heartbeat ends as a predator feeds.
Night darkens. Stars come and go.






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