We come to hear the endings
of all the stories
in our anthology
of false starts:
how the girl who seemed as hard as nails
was hammered into shape;
how the athletes ran out of races;
how under the skin our skulls rise
to the surface
like rocks in the bed
of a drying stream.
Look! We have all
turned into
ourselves.
of all the stories
in our anthology
of false starts:
how the girl who seemed as hard as nails
was hammered into shape;
how the athletes ran out of races;
how under the skin our skulls rise
to the surface
like rocks in the bed
of a drying stream.
Look! We have all
turned into
ourselves.
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