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I close my eyes and see

a sky light I’ve never seen

I feel a sunlight   I never touched

I jump into water that isn’t liquid

I can see the sun through an unwoven basket

 

I sense events that haven’t happened

and glimpse things in turmoil or unborn

I’m measured by an old ruler that’s too short

and the too long hands of a stopped clock

 

free me of yourself

or choose the spring roll

I see marks on the rice paper

(I am) you are stain two

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e. smith sleigh's poetry has appeared in Paper Darts, Squalorly, Kumquat Poetry, Kaleidoscope, Pankhearst’s Slimline Volume: No Love Lost, PRISM International, 'Ekphrasis', The Criterion, Orion, Scintilla, A Twist in Time, Tilde and elsewhere. She's written nine poetry collections, a fictional memoir, a non-fiction book and a historical fiction book. She won finalist designation in several literary and academic competitions including Eastern Kentucky University’s academic journal Nine Patch: A Creative Journal for Women and Gender Studies. She was educated at the universities of Delaware and Michigan, taught at the college level and traveled extensively. e. smith sleigh is a pioneer blogger. She is one of the first poets to write about post structuralism and poetry online. She lives in Robert Penn Warren county where she draws inspiration.

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