Treasure Island

Suzette Richards

(Cape Town, SOUTH AFRICA)

Bowl


Bowls
of chipped
enamel
singing loudly -
Rain brought us huddling together for warmth.

On primus stove, sheep offal is cooking;
dunking bread husks
bowls in use) :
Only
meal.

Submitted: Thursday, August 23, 2012
Edited: Sunday, October 28, 2012
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