dusk swallowed you whole:
one by one the pinprick stars
blinked through your pores
out into the periwinkle nothing,
nothing now but curve and haze
caressing the horizon away.

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E. Peregrine (they/them) is a transgender conductor, poet, teacher, and Pacific Northwesterner turned New England resident. Their writing has appeared internationally in Meniscus, Gold Man Review, Roanoke Review, Abraxas, Variant Literature, Bluestem Magazine, and elsewhere.