by Stephanie Smith

Published in Issue No. 242 ~ July, 2017

She awoke to find

herself melting one night


It’s strange, the colors

that flowed out of her

and into the abyss


like a liquid rainbow

in a leech-ridden swamp


“I’m practicing for the end,” she said,

with a seriousness in her stare


she turned the gods to stone



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Stephanie Smith's debut poetry collection, "Dreams of Dali", is available from Flutter Press. Her work has appeared in such publications as Strong Verse, Red River Review, Forge, Poetry Quarterly, and Third Wednesday. She lives in Scranton, Pennsylvania.