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sparkydashforth
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3/14/2013 10:35:11 AM
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The Year of the Turtle
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We carried it home in a salty pail; the bones of a monster.
Freddy said it was alien, his dad had seen their ships shinning like sixpences in the sky.
When we tipped the bucket, seawater and bones slopped. For a moment the loosely strung carcass swam.
I wondered if it was a small mermaid, or a mermaid's daughter. Freddy poked it with his foot.
“Look at its head” he said, “it’s got no teeth."
That settled it. We agreed it was a drowned space kid.
That night I dreamed it's leathery beak opened and sang of green pools, in drowned stars.
```` edited by sparkydashforth on 3/14/2013 edited by sparkydashforth on 3/14/2013 edited by sparkydashforth on 3/14/2013
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