Through the Witch Window in BONE INK

An extract from Through the Witch Window, a poem included in my collection Purchase BONE INK here

I’ve been riding shotgun with my diamond-eared
brother. We’ve been a lime-green streak, Datsun clack
clack, under the cathode constellations of this city.


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