ooz

did you say whose?

we had hoped to live there, osea.

mud ooz at low tide, fall flat &

wallow.

suck out slowly.

they sold the place to those who sold the place to those.

then those sold it too, to them, who passed it on to those.

we could not live there then.

we live here.

osea. where.

we reared the fire, wild ones flying, walked the shallows, marked

tides.

yet

live here now

instead,

sbm.

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