Poem: Two Fires
The first dream was simple, we were getting a tattoo, we both agreed it would be a slight twist on the Margaret Atwood quote.
On our wrists it would read “Two fires informed us...” The second dream was split neither part at all pleasing.
First I discovered our letterbox filled with vermin. Tails matted to form the ratking – they were writhing and screechi…
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