Time crashes

this mirth

its aches


its ashes, earthy.

My shame

emits hasty cries

a scream

a reach

mist carries stars

as the martyr


Ecstasy, hysteria.

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Marie Little lives near fields and writes in the shed. She has poetry featured in: Ink Sweat and Tears, Cool Rock Repository, Full House Lit Mag, Fevers of the Mind, Anti-Heroin Chic, Honeyfire, Roi Fainéant, Zero Readers and more. She also writes and publishes short fiction. Marie is part of Team Sledge at Sledgehammer Lit and is on Twitter @jamsaucer. She/Her.