Evening Dusk
by Serena Tome
Fertile imagination consumes
Physics’ spectrum wholly as an apple’s
Red. Ripe.
Moist anatomy succumbs
Sharp white phosphorus’ monotonous up
/
down
movements, sweet invigorating substance—
satisfies eye gate’s appetite for speculative
entertainment
Leaves
by Serena Tome
In]consequential martyrs
Speak beneath decomposing compositions oracles
furloughed
until
dehydrated sentiments fizzle
convictions refuse inwardly
to be dogmatic delegates
of self afflicted indigence
Serena Tome writes about social justice and personal heritage. Her work has been published or is forthcoming in The Litchfield Review, Foundling Review, and other publications. Learn more about Serena at www.serenatome.blogspot.com.