Two ammonite shells
One with perfect fibonacci form
curled in the residue of centuries of loam,
the other, a polished imprint on base rock
jewel like in its clarity.
Stroking the polished shell,
Chambers shimmer ammolite
The other older, grittier,
would need to be smashed to find
its inner truth.
I polish my stories, creating apocrypha
to fill in the gaps of our personal everywhen
I curl my understanding out, hoping to find
My centre.
As I skate through the debris
frozen in time’s embrace,
dare I risk the shattering?
Michelle Brown is a writer living on Turrbal land in Australia. She has been published in Unbroken and Under the Bashō, among others, with work forthcoming in Last Leaves and Pensive Journal. She is a Modern History teacher undertaking a Master of Arts in Writing and Literature.
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What a gorgeous picture. Thank you