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Driving to Fred Meyer

Cats keep darting

in front of me

wasting lives and

I’m afraid I’ll say

the wrong thing

like black

or native

or hunger


Back home they’re

picking apples

baking pies

spilling stones


Trees on fire make

me homesick

for myself


When I placed the

final game piece and

lost by six points

he said:

that other move

gets you thirty you

don’t even know

what you’re doing


and I supposed he

must be right

Posted 10/15/14
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