Desert Dreaming
A violent scene lay before me Huddled in death, there’s Ella, Mary-belle, everywhere I could see Swollen tongues, sunken eyes, frail bodies strewn in the hot powdery dirt I sniff the sharp stench of death, I catch my breath, swallow, stomach clenched, alert Stark rocky outcrops blister amongst the sharp needles of spinifex grass Stones, […]
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