Posted on July 31, 2013
We pulled on the handle And went down to live with the crabs, Burrowing in four-feet deep To crusty water, the smell Of ocean death and pincher, Taste of ancestors crowding darkness, The message of being sunk Foundering us in the brine. I have…
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