Naked Small Talk--poems: Apogea 2011
When we returned, we grew up backwards. There were wolves rushing us towards the moon, but we turned our palms upwards like spells cast hoping the light would lead us somewhere holy. Our bellies were full of books, so we sat exchanging verses, imitating kings in the forests, time didn’t stop,…
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