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November 6, 2019
In prairie dresses
we plant ourselves in corn meadow:
five-petaled fingers
holding raw mulch
to help our fathers
sow and seed diamonds
to bear from the earth
daughters, flowers, bread.
Swollen hands, buried
silver knives under loam
and infirmity, by the feet
of the chokecherry tree.
© Amy J., Sebring, OH
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