by Karla Linn Merrifield
A snowflake falls,
dissolves on my left palm
forming an infinitesimal
lake halfway
between my life
line and love line.
I lick it, swallow,
see the cell it travels to:
one remaining ovum
preparing to release.
by Karla Linn Merrifield
A snowflake falls,
dissolves on my left palm
forming an infinitesimal
lake halfway
between my life
line and love line.
I lick it, swallow,
see the cell it travels to:
one remaining ovum
preparing to release.