Kuno Raeber: So You Exist...
Kuno Raeber: So You Exist…
LAKE
If the wind, when the wall of clouds pushed this way, hadn’t suddenly stopped, the leaves wouldn’t be swimming so quietly now, the branches wouldn’t be hanging, rusty hooks, into the water.
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THE CHILD IN THE FISH
When it wasn’t in the leaf-bud that came swimming along at night, and when, late, astonished, they loosened it from the fish’s burst belly washed up on the sand, so that the women…
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