Alan Michael Parker, “When I Am a Hummingbird”
This stanza and the the last of this poem are why I write. Absolutely beautiful.
…and I will dive into the meat
of the possum
and beat there,
the mean, bloody thing alive again.
Alan Michael Parker, “When I Am a Hummingbird”
This stanza and the the last of this poem are why I write. Absolutely beautiful.
…and I will dive into the meat
of the possum
and beat there,
the mean, bloody thing alive again.