Three BOTW Poems
caliche fields
they really did eat
tho; lay it out real
simple for a twink:
land it in my lil fairy
ring, in my lil tree
twunk, in my pond,
in my river. lay it all out
at my alter. and then,
they have nerve. “but
u can … see me? i didn’t
know ur kind could see
the children of the forest!”