The Pronouns

April 1, 2020

I am shield and spear and

You are the birthplace of things.

He, she… gossip.

It is a polygon. Smooth surface, sharp angles.

We are improbable: a world. 

You are the mothers of war and of contemplation.

They come bearing gifts.

They shall come to bring destruction.

They came, and turned the page.

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