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running in circles

in the brown grass

two calves

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the breeze returns

strands of spider silk

left in its wake

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the goats rush

to exfoliate

the apple tree

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yellow jeep

hitched up

on boulders

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“no, not

the Handmaid’s Tale,

Handmade Tiles.”

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we confirm

no one has sat

in that chair for years

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a trail

of red pigment

rises from the bristles

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the slant of sun

that brings shadows

to veins

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they’re the same

color but they’re not

the same potato

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