INTRODUCING Alannah Radburn

The swamp eyes are blinking in the dark; 

bayou moon slick on the surface

as if oil slowly leaks over the lily pads.

Seaweed and liquor, 

black licorice and dawn;

kiss my ear 

and whisper music to my blue veins. 

Bubbles lazily drift to the surface. 

The ripples idly lap the nightly sky. 

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