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my child talks to my shadow too many leaves

long from the container it was wrapped in the mushroom’s echo

and often violent history.

– whatever the red flower is

called – closed.

another day that began with gunshots

ends

the king of sharks

to either

sea

gull

or

smoke

swept up old

nails skin cooked

separately

of terrorizing the

on page 14

the pull of a small hand symbols in the sand

between summer’s mouth

and summer’s anus

the alphabet

mostly footnotes

today mostly footnotes

about the rain