The final chapter

All God’s Children Need Travelling Shoes: Final chapter

with both my hands I
will lift up the universe like
a child happy to

be carried by its
mother. I will grin to show my
gums like a nipper

newly teething. this
has been a good fight for Guy and
self, and finally,

america is
vinegar in my mouth, having
gulped a cup of home.

leonell echa