What I first saw was nothing,
then the pile of clothes.
They say it’s a good thing.
But I don’t know.
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To the victor go the spoils
Harrowing
He dropped to where
there’s no dropping lower.
Interior
Trout
She lays her eggs
in a gravel nest,
crowns them with rock
and flees.
That snake sunning himself
What an attitude!
Another glove dropped
Another lost single.
Sometimes
someone
will pick one up
and stick it on a branch.
And then it waves
wanly.
“I don’t know, guys, I just can’t see it”
Flight from flatland
It’s all in the folding.
That’s the secret
to becoming a crane.
Easter
Can you believe it –
pulling the rabbit
out of the hat
at this late date?
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