Writing by Andrea Rexilius
Pictured: Bianca Stone
We grew up under the swamp.
When I was alive.
There were insects with tiny red boots.
An insect named Veronica swam inside my mouth.
I had no choice but to extinguish it.
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i like this poem
Posted by: Bianca Stone | 10/17/2009 at 08:16 PM