.Death was everywhere,
in the air>
and in the sounds
coming off the mounds
of Bolton's Ridge.
Death's anchorage.
When you rolled a smoke
or told a joke,
it was in the laughter>
and drinking water>
it approached the beach
as strings of cutters,
dropped i.
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