Talking
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Saskia Fleming, Grade 9
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Poetry
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2019
When two people talk
There is a sun in their mouths
Sometimes
It glares
And sometimes
it glistens
When two people talk
Their words fly slowly
Sodden seabirds
watching the moon
kiss the water
But their meanings fly quick
Plump, soupy storms where
lightning
Comes first
then thunder