A poem by Hamilton writer Mere Taito.
The quickest way to trap a folktale
a research institution walks into a village
scholarly clothes
sharp alien tools
fine-spun birthmarks flow out of a magic twig
a wet metallic nose presses onto the thinnest
white flat bread that folds into a boat
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