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Illustrative Moth
Intriguing lounging light in the animated house, with the
Long-legged family and the midnight mouse, and the
Lipsticked-air of their mom’s love ample, and the
Ube pie that the Potcake sampled, and the
Slide-swing dancing on hardwood sable, and the
Times-table drills ‘round coffee tables, and
Reality yanking at my youth of nine, that I was…
Attached to light in no house of mine, where
TV’s glare was the “bright” in my wild; and that
I — in their house — was no omitted child, and that…two
Vires of haunt I’d take to my future: the
Effulgent half……and the one with the sutures.