How to Draw a Hungry Bear.
Ask the bees about teeth. The woman rose when the god was done, a void against the stars, just as she rose again when the goddess was done, this time on all fours with claws that took the soil. Her son said please give me this, leveling his aim. How could he know her in this form? The god took the stars on the edge of their shadows and cast them in a plot of sky. The god stood right where you are, the stars behind him gone. Your voice doesn't reach far.
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|Publication:||The Carolina Quarterly|
|Date:||Mar 22, 2019|
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