• Vol. 06
  • Chapter 07
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Apothecary

Her digital mind is an apothecary;
A series of potentials,
Portents and potions,
Packaged backups like
A museum exhibit
[Simultaneously curator and attendant]

Her digital mind grows on its own;
Spitting codes of letters and numbers,
Futuristic spells effervescing across
Rendered wooden shelves
Now
Splintering
Against stone
As another memory fires up;
Neurons snaking like a river,
Carving out corridors in cyberspace
       [As much as they allow her to afford]

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