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From Nickole Brown:

January 1, 2019

Come here, big man. It is time you
wake. It is time you find a different answer,
time to solve your own riddle
once again:

Out of the eater, something to eat;
out of the strong, something sweet.

Because the answer is no longer
fear curdled into rage,
a murdered lion with a swarm
sugaring his remains.

Answer me.

To Those Who Were Our First Gods: An Offering

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