• Vol. 09
  • Chapter 04
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A Butterfly Effect

Should butterflies alight upon your face
while standing awestruck by pareidolic clouds,
like cotton Lepidoptera, on a blue-sky afternoon
take it as a sign more potent than the free horoscope
read each month while waiting for take-out.

Winged kisses upon your lashes whisper
change is imminent, embrace or be left behind
in the field as it's plowed, ground into nutrients
to feed another's dream of a comfortable cocoon
from which to emerge a desired self.