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The Stars


By Kelli Simpson

Swallows scatter at my step
an augury of angels harping,
angry at my mortal marching
through the garden I had left.

Damn the nest that spilled the egg
now broken on the pebbles -
a yellow eye of devils
open, witnessing, and wet.

Kelli Simpson is a poet and former teacher based in Norman, Oklahoma. Her work has appeared in Lamplit Underground, Green Ink Poetry, One Art Poetry Journal, The MockingHeart Review, Remington Review, and elsewhere. 

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