i think cats read poetry. you can tell
in the way their tails swish and how they fold their legs
all the time, probably wondering how silvery the pinecones
will look tomorrow,
after it snows.
Posted in response to the challenge Snow.
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on the grammatically incorrect sign shown to us in english class
-- free would,
& all the spiraling connotations that come
in the afterthoughts of it, the explanations,
the tin bucket full of pieces with bark still on
for no one wants something they could've had.
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waiting for spring
twenty-five degrees out & the air is sweet
with just enough sun to make it taste like springtime,
& flowers, & the freshness of the world after it rains.
we dance without jackets & twirl in the fading light,
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