Scuffle & scoot 

in the Moon dirt, wry children 

Tumbling in the patches of shadow 

& grass 

Night laughter ringing over 

dinner 

bells in the backyard 

off the stone patio 

Drawing maps with peeling bark sticks 

in the Moon dirt 

that can't be read in the daylight 

& then scooping up the spot 

where the x was 

into an old jelly jar 

to keep the glowing, under the bed 

for the darkly nights 

that are moonless 

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Bianca Ambrosino is a somewhat reclusive poet from Richmond, Virginia. Her sensory based, Autistic perspective illuminates universal themes with startling connections and vivid synesthesia. She spends her time writing, walking outside, raising her children, and reading countless academic papers/ scientific publications (for fun). Her poetry appears in Hawaii Pacific Review, AAWP: Meniscus, NonBinary Review, and elsewhere.