I am a womb of scrambled eggs,
a yolk beaten into a chick,
an empty nest denying
I float on water,
roe swimming out of caviar,
a fish net over the moon,
a moon in the womb,
a womb of scrambled eggs.
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© Nolcha Fox
Buffalo, Wyoming, USA
nolchafox@yahoo.com
Poetess Nolcha’s poems have been curated in print and online journals. Her poetry books are available on Amazon and Dancing Girl Press. Nominee for 2023 Best of The Net. Editor for Open Arts Forum, Chewers & Masticadores, Garden of Neuro. Accidental interviewer. Fake news faker.
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