Phantasmagoria by Nonnie Augustine

Murmuration by Lisa J. Cihlar

While the gatekeeper sleeps, they slip

in to blind her with the unbidden power

of baroque memories heavy with sex,

jealous pain, shrouded meanings

They direct her spirit to weave down

slick sidewalks of night-wild streets.

Sly intruders take her torso,

lift her breasts toward clever lips

as, eyes shut, sensate red-shot

black takes her back to the swirl

of memory in momentary lapses

of the present tense.

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