A nacreous mannequin, obscenely supine, in disjointed abandon.
A blown kiss, powdery, fatal.
A cocoon, hanging from the sky’s striations.
A memory of an account of a troubling dream.
Faces made of crumpled tissues, soggy loo roll, bandages, chalk.
A foetus, revolving in the womb’s red night.
Fossils of impossible creatures: chimeras, basilisks, a hunchback with tortured wings.
An eye, blind with cataracts.
Something someone once said to you, jokingly, casually, that you’ve never forgotten.
An octopus wearing a coral crown.
A smashed swan.
Fleets of phantom ships, evaporating into history.
13. Your mind, your sleeping mind, wondering, wandering, unravelling, surrendering.
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I really enjoyed the imagination and range of this piece! I’m trying to write something similar atm (working on adding colour through similes and metaphor in a similar listed format) so to find this was great. Keep them coming!