Riding on top of a horse

Where dead men hang

From the rafters

Maybe your father is a beast

Brought home on a cart

Pulled by oxen

You are a boy, given purple flower

Then you are a man

handed purple flower and sword

— Sean Bronson works as an English teacher overseas. On his free time, he likes to travel the world. His other works have been published in Punk Noir, Outcast Press, and Lothlorien Poetry Journal.

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