A River The pouring
of women's breasts cast in wrinkled water. Pebbles blind, grey and stationary. Scrubbing pale arms with rain cascading through leaves. The fine calligraphy of black hair running from wet napes. Silt, moss and sand between wary toes. Boys atop boulders, their arms shouldered wide. By Jerome Kugan QLRS Vol. 2 No. 1 Oct 2002_____
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