The Creek by Bianca Ambrosino

She didn't see 'em down there
down there

all the eyes in the creek don't blink
don't blink

or they might make a move on you
on you

they'll sink their teeth right into them bones
your bones

lay under your feet
you're meat

now, she don't see 'em so they follow her home
her home

ain't been quite right since the sun went down
down
down

she glances at the shadows she drowned
we drowned

in the creek eyes wide open, don't blink
just drink

Bianca Ambrosino is a somewhat reclusive poet from Richmond, Virginia. Her sensory based, Autistic perspective illuminates universal themes with startling connections and vivid synesthesia. She spends her time writing, walking outside, raising her children, and reading countless academic papers and scientific publications (for fun). Her poetry appears in The Thieving Magpie, Trashlight Press, Belladonna’s Garden, NonBinary Review, Querencia Press and elsewhere.

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