WHY DID GOD KILL THE DINOSAURS (for Nino Mick)

I used to be convinced the small white globes

we found in the school playground

were dinosaur eggs. I must have buried

hundreds before autumn ended.

In October, I started going to church classes

after school. God lived in the basement. He told us

stories about his life. I liked listening to them

while doodling on desk, but it left

less time to tend to my triceratops patch.

 

I live abroad now. I still get emails from God

every few weeks. He attaches photos of Warsaw

streets ruined by giant lizards, with pointed captions.

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