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April 5, 2018 / barton smock

son musics (ii)

for Jill

I’ve said it before
that you were born
when your body
came for you
I am out
of wonder
how
does another
beast
tell
mama
beast
the story
of its
yesterday
not even
the garden
stayed
in the garden
/ today
I peeled an orange
beside
my son’s
ear- skin, I said

fruit
I didn’t (& the healthy

they pondered
their banishment

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