when I was a child.
One winter.
You want to hear the truth?
I’ll tell you the truth.
Don’t know
if you want to know the truth,
don’t know
if you can handle the truth.
One December
the west wind blew so hard,
blew through the walls.
blew the Christmas tree over.
Snow
on the living room floor.
Quilts so heavy,
hard to breathe.
One Christmas
we ate the dog.
And the baby died.
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