the water writhes

when the tadpoles emerge

a thousand bodies

blossoming in the muck

and only one will live

to grow eyes

to reach the shore and

see a thousand other

blossoms fiercely, briefly


We dance for as long and short as the time we have

Life is important.

For more stories of life, The Guests of Honor, is available here. Its sequel, With Honor Intact, can be found here.


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