MS. Found in an Electric Bottle

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MS. Found in an Electric Bottle

How do I keep

These?

Mostly, they’re electrons now,

Some of these a day

Over some years

Now

Shall I print them all,

Keep them like spells

Inside my crystal cave?

Well,

Maybe

Maybe I should

I can select from there

With those

To hope for publication

Or another egress

Out to you

To share

My part in the circle

And the stars

And the spells

We share our pages

With the magic words

That say

I’m here

With everyone

Read us;

Hear us

C L Couch

“MS. Found in a Bottle,” a short story by Edgar Allan Poe

Photo by Douglas Bagg on Unsplash

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I prefer Christopher in conversation. In writing, I use C L Couch because it’s a genderless form of my name and, frankly, easier—I have severe writer’s cramp. I mean to be a poet writing spiritual and occasional verse. The photographs used permanently here—for the banner, for my profile—were taken by Debra Danielson, a photographer and friend. You may enjoy more of her work at debra.danielson.org. If you would credit me when quoting my work, I'd be thankful. As I am thankful for your presence here.

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