About the Author
Out of bacterial dreams they came, super exclusive cultures,
amphibious landings - sea to shore, limbless, blind, hesitant.
Our ancestors adapted, slaughtered for fur, harnessed fire,
brawn, channelled foul lust and greed: all the vital elements.
By then, sowed in their cells, sieved in their glands, an anger
that twangs, despair and fear of the dark.  My life precedents. 
Samuel Prince

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