Marathon For A Dead Swan

by Katie Baker


Star-grazing string kids

whispering

about how we would’ve

stacked the waves

like toppled horses with

frantic flow.

 

But what are we but

grouchy tigers

chasing paper boys

through green glass

castles?

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