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April 20, 2017 / barton smock

infancy

who is my brother?

a boy
fishing
from a ruined
helicopter

where is my sister?

being seen
by a ghost

am I alone?

dumbfounded
by rest

has anyone called my mother?

these tracks belong to the animal

drinks
from your father’s

bowl

is there a name?

for some
words

tell me there’s a church.

small to a turtle

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