PERIPHERAL

Shooting star
Didn’t wish
Blooming in
Petri dish
Lifted lid
Rhythmically
Infected table
Naturally
Unnatural, it’s
Human nature
Instinctual
Behavior
Because see,
Psychology class
Lamb brain
I encompass
Told you,
Never lasts
Evanescent
Dismembered pasts
Through rocks
Hair grown
Sinews, splayed
Creek, unknown
Splat, split
Staccato, symphonic
Plates, tectonic
Shake, earthquake
Green water
Brain matter
Split, splatter
Doesn’t matter
Dress, disaster
Then we’ll
Spiral into
A gilded
Hay bale
Roll to
Andromeda and
Meander between
Ellipsis point
Never seen

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Morgan Frances, 17, Manitoba - Canada ✯

“Morgan Frances is a seventeen-year-old poet and writer. Creation exists in her, deeper than the viscera. She writes through her speckle of a point of view, of what she’s been, what she is, and what she will be. She has always had an incessant urge to capture, because the thought of it slipping into abysmal bliss is mortifying. But so stunning? Down to her core, she writes for herself, for you, for us, and them. She writes to intertwine us together, despite it all.”