Reified Ingredients

Poem By Jonathan Colby

I dreamt of a sport
'I could be a diver'
She wistfully spoke
And the vision did run
to a pool, dry and rusted
as She warms up on the diving board
corpses and dried blood
litter the stained concrete
Women who tried before

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