I hadn't even realized what I had done in the original poems, but yes, I glossed over, and yes, made pretty. But then to ungloss, sort of like a poetic ungloss, I can think of fictional unglossings like Dorothy Allison's Bastard out of Carolina, but I can't think of a poetic unglossing of that kind of childhood narrative.

The limpid wave reveals a goaten foot.

If you don't understand, ask him to break down the numbers for you.

Most major Australian museums now hold secret/sacred material in a separate storage area, with access restricted to specified curatorial staff and to those members of the relevant Aboriginal community who have the right to view such material.