They are burying a seven-year-old boyIn a shallow grave in the gray sandJust above flattened heaps of kelpAnd the white foam of afternoon wavesThat lap onto shore at regular intervalsOn a beach of the ...  [+]

It is not a lot of property
but rather just one lot of property,
something no one else would want
but we procured from an acquaintance
who acquired it from a previous owner
when the ...  [+]