Diana Darby ** "I V" ** Intravenous

Unleashed

Could I have a piece of
pie?
You know the kind -
Cherry red
or peach
Georgia Southern Baptist.
Sweet
and hot.
The crust a tender flaky
only for my eyes.
The curious girl stalks mushrooms
in her backyard
and never asks for more.
Not me,
I am a dream,
a target,
laughing in the hour of ghosts.
I want in.
I want the magical nightgown,
the human puppy,
strange
hands
touching
me
in
the
beans.
A pink dress
of magnolias
I can scatter at weddings.
Branches of blue
and purple
and polished chords.
I will not wait for the child
I never had.
I will inherit darkness
and daisies
and I will roll in both
unleashed.