
Ada Limón : The Hurting Kind
Between The Covers : Conversations with Writers in Fiction, Nonfiction & Poetry
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Cyrus and the Snakes
The poem i wrote for my older brother, cyrus. My brother holds a snake by its head. The whole length of the snake is the length of my brother's body. I don't know why he wants to hold them. Once we stole an egg from the back yard chicken coop and cracked it just to see what was inside,. A whole unhatched chick. Where we expected yoke and mucus, was an unfeathered, an unfurled sweetness. We stared at the thing, dead now and unshelled by curiosity and terrible youth.
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