by The Cheesesellers Wife

Tucked into a corner of the woods
a handful of graves gleamin pale sun
a single date on each
tells of explosive death
in the now grassy crater close by.

We imagine our dead lying
whole under the earth
perhaps not

Copyright © 2018 Kim Whysall-Hammond


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