Old Land

Old Land

Cielo Hemon

Old Land

In the old land,
people perished not from hunger
but from gorging on lust and liver.

Birds flew backward. Thoughts swarmed
against foreheads. Grass vined up stakes,
sprouted out of the eyes of the impaled.

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