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Honey, we all got troubles, she said, burning
one cigarette butt into a sweaty Coke can.
I played a bootleg Bible game on Nintendo.
Do you also remember being
a slippery Noah, chucking stilted animals
into the Ark? It was strange: this nanny
from church, and her wood-panel house,
and her phone conversation a first peek
into someone else’s world.
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wow!! I love this! The imagery is perfect!
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bible_Adventures I remember playing this one.
I enjoyed your poem!
Mmm. This is it—those weird instances and images you remember from childhood. Kudos on the poem. It tells one story but leaves you wondering about the others…
this is breathtakingly beautiful. I love the imagery of a “slippery Noah”
Striking. Almost flash fiction, it tells such a complete story. Love it.
I like this!