the bug bodied boy sweptthe once green now brownbarren ground with tiny dirty handsjust like he once was swept picked from ground that once grew something and that something was beautiful once it must’ve been.he found a tiny bug body accidentally founditself in his careful hands and wondered how it would livehow would that body … Continue reading April Poetry Contest: Bronze Winner: “What Holiness Lay in Bug Bodies” by Salem Burdett
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