AT H O ME
The Mushroom Fields BY PHIL DURHAM ILLUSTRATED BY HARRIET ROBISON
THE MUSHROOM FIELDS when the dust rises from the earth and the pollen returns to the bees, to the flower, to the stem, the bud. when the earth spits out a poison rain and the storm calms talcum clouds: the mushroom fields will billow, still. plankton, sharks, whales and all will be carried out from the beach, and the sea will swell in its enormity, when the crust wave coolly sweats, the buildings reset, and regrets fade: the mushroom fields will billow, still. when the first bone wraps ligament, solid flesh and skin around itself, becoming the first and last, undying. when the glare fades from the TV, the office PC, the window, the street:
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