‘real boy’ by Thomas Stewart
this is a true story: they said you’re not a real boy until you cut the wizard out of the tree, it’s a question of which tree: real boys might pick oak, birch or beech, and then boys that pick alder, elm or hawthorn are unreal, unreal boys hold the axe and whisper, oh, cousin of Merlin, give me some magic, but … Continue reading ‘real boy’ by Thomas Stewart