A Sea of Mauve and Lavender and Eyestalks By Alexis A. Hunter
A Sea of Mauve and Lavender and Eyestalks By Alexis A. Hunter You chase a colored phantom on the air, in silence. The thin clump of an audience fades to your periphery as you throw yourself into the poem. Moving one limb at a time, you linger on each step. You can’t make them understand…