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On Fixing

April 25, 2019

Some kind of sadness in the

skin of the dog—neck cut crisp

against the leash—

 

hand—stranger—tugging along

nature false—around the pond

three times—garrote on the bark—

 

by domestic dullest—remembered path—

back behind walls—dog

trained—loves in accord.

 

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