Here are the second, third, and fourth stanzas of a new poem, “I am not the angel Venus calls me or mud removed impurity”:
my wildness not scorched, but
after the catch
I am an angel who slips in mud
who likes the feel of it
the squish
I lie in mud
make mud angels
mud cream
© 13 December 2019
Cindy B. Stevens
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