Bend in the Woods

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Contributor: Samantha Seto

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Avenues of trees show the path,
poisoned bread and wine.

Past dogwood, cottage hidden in forest,
fog wanders the forest, light filters clouds.

Upon seven mountains, wolves roam land.
Intertwined dogwood on stonewalls,

Lovers flick pennies into the water,
exchange variations of cryptic secrets.

Green-brown leaves imprint in dirt,
sunflowers breathe in steady mists.

We travel into the wild, time nonexistent,
initials forever carved into bark.

Dancing to the sun-gods, summon spirits,
lines of our feet carve the mud.

Dying okra weaves black patterns into earth,
colorful winds paint the sky, reflect on waters.

Our voices cling together -
sing an oath; we’ll never part.

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Samantha Seto is a writer. She has been published in various anthologies including Ceremony, The Screech Owl, Coffee Table Poetry, Carcinogenic Poetry, and Black Magnolias Journal. Samantha studies creative writing.


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