Luna Lune

Issue OneIssuesPoetry

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By MA Fox

 

White columns reach towards

the heavens

under the moon’s rays.

 

The gods are now home

sitting in

judgement over all.

 

Screams of excitement

mingle with

cries of the anguished.

 

Our theatre is

open and

ready for your blood.

 

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