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Becoming Persephone by Monica Crumback

Quaz | Feb 9th, 2019 | poetry | No Comments

Poem

sticky silk
her mother
had called it
when
as a child
she’d walked
into a web
she recalled
how it had clung
to her, beautiful
spun silver
floating in her
golden hair
mother’s little fairy
as they stepped
out of the woods
light-headed
crowned
queen of all
the tiny
dead

Poet Bio

Monica Crumback writes when she isn’t teaching teachers how to teach and children how to read. She lives with and is inspired by her husband of twenty years, David, and their daughter, Sophia.

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