Catalogue

Catalogue The house is empty Of people But belongings And two dogs Needing to be Looked after In two stories Six seasons pass In a day The suburb is Fenced off From the backyard Time seems To stand still Inside The weather Hits the windows And rays and drops Wick away One of the dogsContinue reading “Catalogue”

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Chieftain Mist Breaker

Chieftain Mist Breaker The bottom of the shaft Of a spear Hits the sand. A foreign substance To bare feet. Beads around necks And leather throngs Of mothers and fathers Where under their stern eyes Designs were painted, Same as on the sticks That held their young ones. Dragged behind Their footsteps in mud WereContinue reading “Chieftain Mist Breaker”

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