Read Poem: Terraformed, by Freya Pickard

No gentle slowly seeping sunrise

instead a violent blast of pink

shouts across the northern skies

heralds season of storms

no respite from wind

or purple rain;

terraformed,

transformed

Mars

nonet © Freya Pickard 2020

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