[ z ē ' n ĭ t h ] -noun 1. an arch wherethrough gleams that untraveled world…Why We Held Together
By Kelly Joi Phelan • Apr 26th, 2008 • Category: UncategorizedAUTHOR: Richard Edwards
He had the gun
in my face, night stars
above the apartments dark
and asleep, the four of us
alive and sliding around in the grass.
It’s all I remember from my boyhood.
I was born
at the end of a clicking pistol,
and my friends were my killers
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