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Delaware Sheets

written by: Eric Robert Nolan

@ericrnolan1

 

Sharon lies,
a sylph amid the sheets
in our room in the hills,
drawn up around her –
are waves of fabric.
Her warmth is the same
as that of green hills:
gentle, blessed by the sun,
fertile with promise.

Her dark eyes
are as thickets.

Eric Robert Nolan

Eric Robert Nolan

Eric Robert Nolan's prose, poetry and photography have been featured by more than 35 print and online publications throughout the United States, Canada, Britain, Germany, Australia and India. His debut novel was the postapocalyptic science fiction story, The Dogs Don’t Bark In Brooklyn Any More, published by Dagda Publishing in the United Kingdom in 2013. His work has been included in six anthologies and one chapbook, and he was a nominee for the Sundress Publications 2018 Best of the Net Anthology. He is a past editor for the dystopian arts and literature journal, The Bees Are Dead.
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