Agent OrangeA Poem by h d e rushinAt Daria's Christmas club there was enough money left over for Barbie watches for the girls. Matching vials of chrism, consecrated baptism oils and plum cakes. Their fattening, honey dough pressed into manlike forms and colored with confectioners sugar painted pink. a few with raisins baked below their chins and nudged with endearment. And I mention this because the lizards never returned to the trees even after 40 years have passed. And children were born with heads the size of silk worms/ © 2015 h d e rushinFeatured Review
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