[Being captain, I leave late,
and—a game grown great and very tame—
with a pair of snuffers and a pair of shears
I see the small pox home.]
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Wednesday 11 January 1659/60
Dave Bonta (bio) often suffers from imposter syndrome, but not in a bad way — more like some kind of flower-breathing dragon, pot-bellied and igneous. Be that as it may, all of his writing here is available for reuse and creative remix under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. For attribution in printed material, his name (Dave Bonta) will suffice, but for web use, please link back to the original. Contact him for permission to waive the “share alike” provision (e.g. for use in a conventionally copyrighted work).
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