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In the eyes of my four year old


The moon’s a rainbow
gumball, a little bit chewed.
The unicorns that live there
sleep curled up
in teeth-marked craters.

At the touch of a button,
their spiral horns
light up
to illuminate
the dark side.


Beth Browne is a freelance writer and award-winning poet.  She lives on her great grandfather's farm outside Raleigh, NC where she home schools her children and is transitioning her farm to certified organic production.  She is currently working on her sixth novel and blogging at http://womenswrites.livejournal.com


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