a pair of farm-fresh eggs,
prepared on the griddle,
over-easy,
whereas I exist
in two paltry dimensions,
rendered effortlessly
on the page,
though not within space.
No doubt, there is a flaw
in my construction,
akin to your perception
of consciousness,
tethered, as they say,
to the manicured
hands of time.
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Kelly Moyer is an accomplished poet, photographer and fiber artist, who pursues her muse through the cobbled streets of New Orleans’s French Quarter as well as the mountains of North Carolina. Hushpuppy, her collection of short-form poetry, was released last year by Nun Prophet Press. Notecards containing a few of her most popular images are available at www.etsy.com/shop/theunfazedmoon.