The dead begin
to forget us
call, answer
don't let go
stay under sky's
umbrella
beat entreaty
speak like echoes
in the new
and unknown
the strange pucker
and kiss of stars
_
our tiny hero
Big A had been at work last night and I woke up this morning to him shouting about something. He was shouting about a snake. A snake in the...
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