| Juice Online Poetry & Art
Publishing since 1970 | ![]() 2008 |
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CHOCHO SEEDS We played with the shiny red black-tipped globes because they were poisonous and could be strung into dangerous necklaces seed-worlds containing immense trees. Separated and tossed, they foretold future forests. Recaptured and worn against the skin they became warnings bright vessels holding root-growth the flowering possibility of tree-nymph dreams half human. Margarita Engle |