Toronto, Ontario

How Gods Are Made
What was left between the teeth:
Crushed pearl, the many coloured glass splints
Made it difficult to speak
The two girls, still alive
Bobbed up and down
Splitting rock,
Moving further inland
The town would be a simple matter
Being too strong to shake hands
They’d wave
Mounted on horses, their tattoos showing
Through veils, still scabbing
Further proof that they were human
Though sugarcane [...]

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