The Act of Disappearing
I was sixWhen Dad took me to see the circusAnd I stood transfixed Before the magician,As the rabbit, the bouquetAnd a young lady,Vanished…
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When is a monster not a monster?
When is a monster not a monster? After the sun rises and the blood clotsWhen the bruises turn purple from maroon,When he cradles…