Poetry

Accidents

A note from my bicycle Dismounted stood there on the arm

Accidents

A note from my bicycle
Dismounted stood there on the arm
Of my last ear
My eyes open disappearing
Took out half a dozen angels
A warning sign.
Smelling oranges
In the breezeway
Till I felt a sudden fear.
A cry, a shout, and suddenly I was here.


Marzia Dessi is a poet, writer and teacher. She has a B.A. in Integrated Studies from Northern New Mexico College, and a M.A. in Liberal Arts from St. John’s College.


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