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poetry: Calling All-Saints

Roz Madder
Nov 1, 2021

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coyotes howl me awake

on all+saints morning

the clock reads 3

i’m to attend a funeral today

as part of a rainbow of grim reapers

brunching on the grass

outside the family clinic

for one of our fallen mothers

i don’t want to forget my scythe

2021/11

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Roz Madder
Roz Madder

Written by Roz Madder

Human hacking the boundaries of experience. Mixing Poetry & Engineering. Making hay wending wyrd. Twitter:@jdcarlston, IG:@r0zm4ddr, (they)

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