Two
Poems
Yours,
Our Mother’s and Mine Your
trusty DDD breasts You
had given it a name Your
own body You My
young eyes And
our insides all collapsed Yours
As
laughter shook us all |
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Wrapped
and Wrangled and
so, wrapping him up ‘til
his proper brass buttons but
it is never that easy and
so, the three swam on |
Morgan Nikola-Wren attended college to study Theatre Arts, but ended up staying up scribbling manically until 3AM for many-a-night. She favors sweeping, lyrical prose with a satiric bite, and moments that stir you from a place inside you can’t even name. Her work has appeared in Scissors and Spackle Magazine, Clover: A Literary Rag, Grey Sparrow Journal and Vine Leaves Literary. Upcoming publications include Tule Review, Paper Nautilus and Writers and Lovers Café.
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