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Queen of Diamonds

She sings, Magician. Shaman. Lover. Sun god:
take this my heart and slay me into
song.

She chants, Did you see how willing I am to
kneel at your feet? Did you see me
rise? Did you see how I have unfurled
my wings?

She pleads, Tell me a story. Toss me a card.
Read my palm. Turn black into doves.
Turn this world into a blushing bride and mold our
vale of tears into chalice
and sword.

She whispers, You know what I am talking about:
magic, ritual, slight of hand, metamorphosis.
I am the woman sawn in half. One half
is you and the other is
a key to a secret chamber.

She leans closer and offers her palm, Open.
Enter at your own risk.
Abracadabra.
Gone!

First published on northography.com

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