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First and foremost, it is a shield
against monsters dragging
buckets of sludge —
water across matted shag.
It’s about his size,
maybe a bit bigger than
out-stretched arms asked to neatly fold
a square cloth. Cover this
body, a ghost
from all possible angles.
Light let in only
if there is light to begin with.
Author
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ViscontiNicolas Visconti studies creative writing and has work forthcoming in Prelude Magazine.
