FALL 2007


FALL 2007

Jean Esteve


That bramble bush
it's like its branches gallop
unbridled all whichway
tossing black berries
to everyone like you and me
who happens by, oh honey,
doesn't that just make you want to shout?
Let's scramble in
and scratch our eyes
like the bramble man
and fill our holes with berries
and be fat before the others
the ones with reins and leashes
find us out.




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