By Pablo Neruda
After sunrise how many things
are needed to sustain this day?
Lethal lights, golden rays crossing the land,
centrifugal glowworms,
drops of moon, blisters, axiom,
all material superimposed
upon time’s passage: sadnesses, existences,
rights and responsibilities:
nothing is equal while the day eats away
at its clear light and grows
and then loses its power.
Hour after hour one spoonful
of acid falls from the sky,
as today falls from the day,
from the day of this day.
SHANNON FOX
Shannon is a multi-genre writer of stories spanning past, present, and future. Her work has appeared in DreamForge Anvil, Air & Nothingness Press, and Third Flatiron, among others. She has a B.A. in Literature-Writing from UC-San Diego. When not writing, she spends her time dancing with horses which she’s found is significantly easier to do with four feet instead of two. She lives in San Diego, CA, with her husband and three cats – one of whom may or may not be a demon in disguise.
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