Sister Mary

 Vyarka Kozareva


Nobody knows

How many moons she wired

Between her first and last love.

The dark veil

Left pleated on the callous trunk

Rocks light to sleep

Even the night is far.

The cerulean eyes disguise the pain

On which

Fissured hells coded the distance

With the dialect of humbleness.

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Vyarka Kozareva lives in Bulgaria. Her work has appeared in Adelaide Literary Magazine, Ariel Chart, and Poetry Pacific.

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