marginal

Posted by Ilana Millner | Filed under Poetry, Print

sun
sets and
resets on
pages of text,
the lines, melting words
dripping ink seeps into
the perfect margins of the
day. And you tell me that it’s fine
because everything wet dries. Mouth shut
I, won’t remind you about me. the sea.

Permalink | Other posts by Ilana Millner| September 26th, 2009

3 Responses to “marginal”

  1. Melissa Pavri Says:
    September 26th, 2009 at 3:13 pm

    The perfect margins of the day.
    FLY.

  2. Garrett Carey Says:
    September 26th, 2009 at 4:57 pm

    why are the newbies goin so hard ryt now

  3. Chloe Wayne Says:
    September 26th, 2009 at 9:21 pm

    you stop it right now!!!! ILL-ANA

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