sweeping

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you’re not just

pushing the dirt

you’re cleaning

 

one two three four

step right

one two three four step

 

at the back

of your head

plays take five

 

in slow tempo

as you dance

with the broom

 

one two three four step

she lays light

in your hands

 

one two three four

step right

one two three four step

 

 

Untitled Short Poems

 

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—quiet moment

spare in the breeze

one in the earth

 

 

—the ground 

shakes the

quaking grass

 

a giant

shadow 

covers him

 

he cowers

 

 

—she lay quivering

in the grass

 

this smile

careens across

her lips