Wednesday, April 25, 2012

30. Toothfish: Epilogue

He's just the same, but bigger, greener.
She rubs his back.  At last they're home.
Their pub is growing. Critics gloat:

those sumptuous roasts that fill your throat,
oaky, smoky; karaoke
Friday nights; a hundred drinks!

just off the eastern coast of Greece.

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