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October 15, 2016 / barton smock

housepets for scarecrow

no name
for what
I name
I’m
the news
I get

she couldn’t
bring herself
in life
to talk
to the kids
she had

wounded in the whiteness of god,

his brother was a helicopter
they called
tornado

a sack
of kittens
the swimmer’s
gold

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