(for my brother) I with a grunt of irritation you condescend to be interrupted and move your chair back a bit so i can crawl under your desk (the one dad built special for you now that you’re at university) so i can dust the baseboards as is my job (i’ve already done the rest …
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Dec 13 2017
a couple poems from UnMythed, by Chris Wind
from UnMythed, by Chris Wind Narcissus she unwraps the traditional gifts: first, the brush-comb-and-mirror set, pale pink marbling with gilded edges— they lie heavy in her hand; then the jewelry box, gold and cream lined with velvet— it plays “Fascination” the new thirteen-year-old hands them back to her mother and says “Narcissus was a …