ANNUNCIATION
Sep 01, 2021
1 minute
MICHAEL DUMANIS
The words I put in him he troubles withand over, shifting in reverse the syntax of,as though a poetwith malaprop, but not a poet yet. He’s three.He’s lived less time than mostof the anxieties I’ve nursed for him.
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