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Amnion

by

Karen Harvey

Slipping between the rain studded waves, I become water. Swaying with the kelp in the ebb and flow, I relax, lose myself for a while.

baby astronaut —
tied only by a silken thread
to the mother ship

This poem was previously published in the September 2021 issue of the Drifting Sands Journal.

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