Retina
I capture an image in my mind
and there's no way in hell
I'll capture it with pen on paper,
Crayola markers and the
count-it-on-one-hand list of
things I remember from
grade school art class,
back when I thought I still
had a chance,
So I turn to a camera lens
And champagne bubbles turn to
a full moon shining
a spotlight on fruit fields
from its place in the sky,
high hopes syrup, sticky sweet,
clinging to the glass
in constellations
that turn to shadows
and pin pricks
that an iPhone can't
make out
like the naked
eye.
Juliette Sebock is the author of Mistakes Were Made and has work in publications including Royal Rose Mag and Cauldron Anthology. She is the editor-in-chief of Nightingale & Sparrow and runs a lifestyle blog, For the Sake of Good Taste. When she isn't writing (and sometimes when she is) she can be found with a cup of coffee and her cat, Fitz. She can be reached at her website and across social media at @juliettesebock. She is a regular contributor of Marías at Sampaguitas.
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