I stayed in the water too long.
My fingers webbed.
The village songs grew faint.
I forgot the word for “fire.”
And they forgot my name.
From A Poem A Day: Australasia & the Pacific
I stayed in the water too long.
My fingers webbed.
The village songs grew faint.
I forgot the word for “fire.”
And they forgot my name.
From A Poem A Day: Australasia & the Pacific
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