Welcome to the Block

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Curses lick with jest
at the small
of your back,
then they sear -
stinging hot:


Look around,
oath on jaundiced cloud;
kids with eyes
big as watermelons
hold the prods of hell's burning.





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Reviews

[Kerry O'Connor]

Nothing so painful as the mockery of the children on the block. Well-written and thought-provoking.