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The Discovery

We found a young, dead hawk and were aghast. You started making me promises:             I will not let your footprints fill in             with sand, I will not let your growing pains cease. I turned my head away from the bird … Continue reading

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Uprooted

someday      when your dog grows      the size its paws suggest it will wander through      my garden      destroying my petunias and your sister      will follow it      calling out the name of the family pet      i will invite her in      along with the dog and look at her      but only see … Continue reading

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