Sell


He sat 

down

when the moon was at 

her full

with his ear to a crack

in the wooden 

wall 

to hear what the grown ups 

were talking 

about.

And this is 

what

he 

heard,

“Is natural affection 

stronger

than soup?

When the moon 

is at 

her full

sell the boy 

for fifteen crescents.”

(Found poem from ,”The Horse and His Boy”… by C.S. Lewis)

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