Metapherein

You can try giving ice

cream, sit out the back, read

the Mighty Dead about Achilles

and a boy kissing his knees, spilling

liver blood. How visceral the distraction

of drool, split knees and your very own

Odyssey-in-the-garden. This is the river

bursting its banks, no weaving for you, except

for ten minutes while these warriors destroy

themselves with finger paint.

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