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my father's globe so many countries with wrong names - *1 |
storm drain a long string of frog eggs twists into knots |
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selecting a coin to throw into the fountain rainbow mist |
distant thunder she lights a candle on his night table | ||
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tiny black tadpoles a sunken coke bottle beneath the lilies |
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| Dauphin Island cutting up a stingray to use as bait |
lazy afternoon the cat and I watch birds on the feeder | ||
| mountain biking beside the trail a stone fireplace - *2 |
snapping turtle tadpoles with tiny legs swim right by |
*1 - published online in The Heron's Nest
*2 - published online in Haiku Harvest XI