Fancy Danseuses Poem by Janine Alyssa Navarro

Fancy Danseuses



From sleepless eyes, daggers drip; fancy danseuses.
A cunning indignation morphs to a deluge
within these trained quarters,
close to spewing; behold a fragmented museum.
A pseudo-regal elegance; you’ve been deceived.

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