Moon in the Window – Kristiana Reed

In her Rapunzel tower

she watched and waited

for each night’s moon;

to rise from the window ledge

into full view,

waxing and waning

crescent yellow blue.

The lines in its face

told a story of heartache

she also knew;

the puckered pale flesh

weaving rivers across her thighs,

reflecting dead light

in the night sky.

Kristiana Reed day dreams, people watches in coffee shops, teaches English and writes. She is a curator on Blood into Ink, a collective member of The Whisper and the Roar & Sudden Denouement, and blogs at My Screaming Twenties. She is 24 and is enjoying the journey which is finding her voice.

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