So Many Brooms, Why This Curtain
Put a broom in the woman's hand and we have the character for "wife."
—Edoardo Fazzioli, Chinese Calligraphy (trans. Geoffrey Culverwell)
Back then, the woman was a few bites left on the chopstick.
There must have been less hunger. The dish was asphyxia by rice.
With this broom, her mother said, you inherit the earth.
It was spring. She opened the bedroom window to find the wall outside the window.
Every day was a cubicle. Burn after living.
Light disappeared only to appear again in another dimension.
There are 2-3 letter differences between wife and witch.
Which are they really. One adult femur in the hot soup stirring the babies.
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