I saw myself in the woods
A newborn wandering through
Skin broken, yellow, dying too
Staggered steps across autumn feast
No thought thrown to ferns and fruit
Rot and roots
Myself found me watching, and broke in two
—The Church of Bounty
A newborn wandering through
Skin broken, yellow, dying too
Staggered steps across autumn feast
No thought thrown to ferns and fruit
Rot and roots
Myself found me watching, and broke in two
—The Church of Bounty
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