"from Lies I’ve Told My 3 Year Old Recently



Trees talk to each other at night.

All fish are named either Lorna or Jack.

Before your eyeballs fall out from watching too much TV, they get very loose.

Tiny bears live in drain pipes.

If you are very very quiet you can hear the clouds rub against the sky…"

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from Raul Gutierrez’s “Lies I’ve Told My 3 Year Old Recently.”

Read the rest of the poem at this link to his blog, “Heading East.”