by John Davis

Father, when do we start getting smaller
Mother, when do
we grow out of our skin become thinner
mole like a shrew
Sister, how do we begin to mend the starlight
Brother, the world is so heavy at night
Brother, O my
Brother, no lies
will the morning-grace contain spite

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John Davis is the author of Gigs, Guard the Dead and The Reservist. His work has appeared in DMQ Review, Iron Horse Literary Review and Terrain.org. He lives on an island in the Salish Sea and performs in several bands.