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The young man Took his step-off Into the shrouded waters, His feet eager To cleave from the lake’s pier. Slighted by rotten wood, His legs buckled, Sending splinters and moss into the air. A hegira* already misguided and breech, He surrendered himself To the choking and the sinking He waited for his prostate form ToContinue reading “The Womb of the Lake”