Stolen water sits
in a cloud’s belly until
she’s cried into flight.
//
Air catches her and
lays her body down upon
a burning forest.
//
She drowns every
flame and licks our wounded land –
a fried charcoal mass.
//
Earth’s gratitude is
emerald. Air tucks water
back in sky’s pocket.
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Maddi Clarke
I am an emerging Queensland-based writer and explore connection and the human experience in all my works. I am passionate about writing fantastical narratives and building secondary words that reflect and critique elements of our own.
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