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The Sun is Yours

"Sunset Reflection" by Sulyn Godsey

The Sun is Yours

a girl you once loved tells you to fetch her the sun, but only when it’s at its ripest / now you sit in darkness with the great orb in your hands / outside the earth is filled / with the ear-splitting shrieks of plants / the shudders of the oceans as they freeze over / it’s funny how / the sun becomes small as a tennis ball in your hands / just like you, it’ll do whatever she says / but just like her, it still burns your skin to a crisp.

~ Wanda Deglane


Wanda Deglane is a night-blooming desert flower from Arizona. She is the daughter of Peruvian immigrants and attends Arizona State University, pursuing a bachelor’s degree in psychology and family & human development. Her poetry has been published or forthcoming from Rust + Moth, Glass Poetry, L’Ephemere Review, and Former Cactus, among other lovely places. Wanda is the author of Rainlily (2018) and Lady Saturn (Rhythm & Bones, 2019).

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