this lady spent two days bellowing
and part of one night
i'm sure it had to do with losing her calf
or wanting to be bred
it's all about sex says my friend
there were dozens of these on the roadside
the same places where the snappers might lay in june
fruit of the land
this wonderful russet stone
is sharp
on its edges
silk
i've been playing with
a cloud
ephemeral
strong
like families facing loss
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i've been weaving