Crimson Shadows, a poem by Veronika Zora at
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Crimson Shadows

Crimson Shadows

written by: Veronika Zora


from the throat
of a peacock
crimson shadows

dressed up like a car crash Venus

feeling its stench
as it sickens and dies
tomorrow’s wind

lost in its emptiness …
a crow’s caw

dragon, your dance!
even the stars hold
their breath

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