counting air keep spitting

some never leave mothers ocean
others breathe
three hundred ten million
more to share than
condolences
did you say
“and there was never a respite from the battle”
bringing my transchild
to meet your son

downtown from east baltimore at sunrise

(young moose released otm2 and opened out of the mud clothing on monument street in 2014)

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