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FROM ECHO, ROBIN  Prologue Could I in the creek, become a tremble, that unstills the waters. In this rumor of place could I wade to the others,  whenboyentangled, wraps me tothe surface.
(Whose is this deliberate body)
Could I in flight, spread across the hooded hills. Moving in no particular motion, but to gather and swarm out the sky, swarm out the grass, so to refuse your sight. Could I ever speak the detail? Write it to you. Say how this story happened. Sift the damp from the ruin and say. Prologue In the long note of span, there is a present that is hollow by necessity,
a hollow creek that wraps the present. A home for creek: I'll be home.
Because this has been unable to escape me, I speak.
I am alone for all my storied selves, for all my wooded fables. By speaking the creek
I am possible. Am
I gentle
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found the others.
Though: I am the hazard of oneperson. A pure river of water clear as crystal, proceeding out ofthe Lamb. A purveyor of water clear as saltleads from my wool. Hereafter, sheep arrange themselves onto melike teeth.
Speak An eavesdrop: I'd seen the robindraw out ofthe other boy's armand frighten me.
An eavesdrop: Flight this fact
and
I am surprised.
Wall I would lean into robin grass, if I stumble a home. And make of my clean creek, a quiet. In the chirp is a song long enough to erase.
And I can live deep here by necessity.
Of no clear form.
In the call is a call to melted spring. Wall I've taken the slope and made an uphilled breach: Where once was Robin Hoodis always mulch, sunk down intoitself like it was always.
Where the mud
is my home
O mine shape.
Long ago, there was a band of men. Now sleep.
The Finding They did in the water wade shoved briefand three
to find, unhook, and bring to the surface: the ruins of three bodies.
I am no longer a parallel body. I am instead, third, alone. [They walked this particular placeperhaps three times over andwhere did they see, but nothing.]
Say mine is advocate, boy my bone. Then I'll be at least for something mine and lone.
[Finding a body is all about exactitude.One person will only move in circles.As is known, this is called retracing.]
And then, they found boy. And then, one ran into, while wading, a muddy mass. This one uncovered a small body held down with sticks shoved into the side of the creek bed. This was a way to hide the small body. The Finding Because of the water lagging at my throat, I'd like to not speak, and now am drowned. I am a certain place.But what my capture. What my hand.
If mine say my defender is clean. To put my leg low, to lean. To say that boy was
I am evading.
[Because of the waterwhat the water had done (called Washer-woman damage)the three had expanded too pale and it was assumed because of their positions that they had been abused beyond atrocity of the outside body.
Is it now understood why I lean away from this.
]
Here is arm and trout.Here is boy in we wade.
And for some difference in my swim,I am altered.
Speak If I'm not dressed the way I likeit will give me headachesbecause I worry about it allthe time. And when I wasdressed in black, I didn'treally have to worry aboutit, because I looked the sameeveryday.
An etymology: Originally from to tame. Then, a spot-healer. Before my skin eclipses me.
And men cannot have children.Then I am an artifactof surprise.
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