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SCOTTISH RITES

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The year’s last light spilling in before dark. A flood of gold on the floor.

Winter, on its haunches, panting.
This is when we slaughtered meat, tasted the beer and the new wine.

A fortnight of feasting, and then we chased trolls.

Our fore fathers had a ritual for this, but we just swatted at stains

messy little monsters

as they multiplied before our eyes.

How to spot a troll? After two weeks of drink?

“When men make a road, trolls disappear.”

Does this mean, we should build more roads?

By Alice Van Buren

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March 7, 2010 at 4:34 pm

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