hidden deep in her 
mindseye     her name soft lamb neck 
in her own hand  ghost 
blue shadow peaking at her 
whispering     but the cicadas  
the buzzing blue is all she can see & hear crawling
all over the windows                      wings shimmering
in pale light                           their red against the sun
                        washing the blue out
            flashing like partial eclipses              tiny beating suns
                            heartbeats forming in her throat
                    & then her name came
spilling out her mouth            Icarus
        in fairy form wings sparkle & ash falling
from the sun                     dusting the room in       soft echos
                    her name in her mouth                 foreign fruit
                      biting into her tongue