how good to be swallowed up to be let in
or let out
blue expanse
spreads
the narrows
a maw
stretching ship-wide
the fence stands
to guard the ocean from the town (or is it vice versa)
lucia presses her face between cold bars and wills cargo ships
to come crashing in.
“Matilda,” her father told her once, “there’s this one kind of mushroom, they look a whole lot like chanterelles, but let it be known – they’re not chanterelles. They’re called Jack-o’-Lanterns and they make a person quite sick.”
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