pell-mell they jabbed me with their little sticks. i fell over, hit the bricks.
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pell-mell they jabbed me with their little sticks.
i was unconscious for a bit.
and now i was a daffodil, a bulbous plant, with showy yellow flowers.
and then, as if in a dream, i was a wild boar, a feral pig, though small
i suckled handsomely, my maw
crushed like velvet and, having done, i
then fell quiet, took a silent oath
no more, i thought, no more