Melissa Upfold

 

Erosion

 

let me castrate those years that

fascinate you, fasten you to a childhood

incomplete

 

I’ve seen the men who did this.

 

you

reek of Saturdays alone

at canatara

with gulls and unfinished sand castles

 

if I could

 

I’d  build them up to the sky.

 

 

t p u

Melissa Upfold


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Sentinel Poetry (Online) #45August 2006   ISSN 1479-425X

THE INTERNATIONAL JOURNAL OF POETRY & GRAPHICS...since December 2002

Editor: Amatoritsero Ede

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