our mother
was not one
to make sounds
above an infant
in another’s
house, no, our mother
our shepherdess
mother
would have us flock
to god’s
epizootic
nostalgias
Mar 31, 2015
Mar 31, 2015 at 1:09 PM UTC
our mother
was not one
to make sounds
above an infant
in another’s
house, no, our mother
our shepherdess
mother
would have us flock
to god’s
epizootic
nostalgias
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