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The Unknown

November 29, 2022
By Anonymous

Chirping birds take flight 

along the dead oak trees above.

Mucous worms roam 

through layers of mud and muck under us.

The roar of an unknown beast echoes,

“Grab my gun,” my dad says.


The author's comments:

This is written in a Korean poetic form called sijo.


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