some things random

[somersault]

_newlyweds_

they buried a dog and over that
planted a garden

_wish st. gothic_

when the wind turned their skin to sand
they were the color of sawdust
they were the daughters of philosophers,
creaky-staired philanthropists
they were the boys born alcoholic
diabetic even deaf mute
and every eye the same sepia brown
as the state line as the name of the town

but
if it's enough to know when you're drowning
or if it is good to know that you're burning

they knew a thing or two
of our denouement