I only I could right like this, my world on the inside would finally be complete with my world outside. Words from my friend Ric Williams: my father was a killer an assassin USMC i shook when he got within arm’s length of me until i was 21 he cracked my jaw at 16 & still i held his shoulders saying stop he could stick a broom handle in the ground & roses would spring from the straw or so i joked when he died a wasp in a bouquet blessing in a curse we see him here dead as he is undead as long as breath in me © 2013 Richard Lance Williams August 30 twenty-one lines for my father & Heaney: the dead talking to the dead
Posted on: Fri, 06 Sep 2013 15:18:37 +0000
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